Four days ago, my friends' internet dropped out randomly and for no reason. She has a wireless adapter from Netgear and it was picking up internet but the browser stopped connecting. She called me Sunday to see what I thought and I figured resetting the router would do the trick. Apparently it was more complicated than that.  
 
She tried contacting support for her computer but that turned out to be a heap of caca. First, they charged for a phone call. Who does that nowadays? Second, since she couldn't call, the only other viable option was internet. Oh wait. It's dead. E-machine's tech support fails is what we concluded.  
 
She eventually borrowed her roommates laptop but contacting the support was still fail. It could be done by email of live chat and since this was something she didn't want to put off, she chose live chat. After chatting a bit and getting absolutely nowhere, they figured out that her computer was not under warranty. Then they continued to help her and then brought back the fact that she had no warranty and ended up not getting any help. *facepalm* 
 
So I go to her house Tuesday to try to fix the problem thinking it shouldn't be too hard. Get the matching IP address, subnet mask and make sure the WEP/WPA passwords are good, restart it and it should be good to go. That was a big mistake to think that.  
 
After typing the codes over and over and over again, I realized I was insane. I kept doing the same thing expecting a different result. I'm trying to do this all without my ethernet cable because I forgot it at home. So for three and a half hours I am researching and plugging away at her router info and wireless adapter info and nothing is happening. At the 3 1/2 hour, frustrated and drained I conclude I need an ethernet cable. I tell her I can come back tomorrow or go get it from home and come back. Mind you, it's 11pm by now.  
 
I'm in her computer chair and she's in her one bed bunk at the top looking down on me. She gets this look that I am all too familiar with. It's the shameful look of "Hold, I think I may have had one and I totally forgot about it so please don't be mad at me" She digs into one of her closets in her house and pulls out this bag. She's hoping she doesn't have it because I've been slaving away and I'm hoping she doesn't either at this point. Nevertheless, she pulls one out. A long one too. *facepalm* 
 
I laugh about it now in that moment, not so much.  
 
We plug it up and I come back the next day and in one try, fix it--doing a lot of research before hand however.  
 
To celebrate this victory and release of the burden, we went to In 'n' Out. This will go down as one of my greatest memories.