So I went to buy a new internet cable modem from the local service provider here. The store had an air of sterility to it, the kind of soulless air that fills electronics stores like Best Buy and Fry’s Electronics.
Within the first minute or so, the salesperson was already trying to sell me a wireless router.
“No, I don’t need one; I’ve got one already,” I said.
We continued the transaction; he handed over the modem. I asked, “So I can plug this into my roommate’s router and everything will work, right?”
“Do you have the original installation disks?” he asked.
“Errr, no?” Why was he asking about that?
“Oh! Then you need to buy our wireless router!” he quickly interjected.
Holy wow. The salesperson was pushing the router hard. I got out of there as quickly as I could.