So this weekend he plans on putting the wifi back on his computer. He will soon encounter the second road block in this fiasco. "What's the wifi password honey?" To which I'll say with a little smirk because he forgot to write it down and I really know how to retrieve it, "fuck if I know."
Third road block? David will think he has to call the Cisco people for a new password. Which means he has to pay for it. Them fuckers ain't free. He may even have to go get a new wifi system. They make you do that sometimes just to get their product sold. Then he'll be maybe 2 hours on the phone getting it to work and getting the new password. He just better listen to me this time and write it down or let me have access to his computer so I can show him where the password is. I swear I'll hit him . . . or something.