Jerry to the rescue

So, here I am. In all my Mac glory. Comcast showed (obviously) and at first, things didn't look so good. The person in my doorway filled my ENTIRE doorway. And looked like Pat from the old SNL skits, only taller. And, er, a bit wider. I nervously checked the name badge. Jerry was this fella's name. At least I could determine the gender. But he looked quite feminine in face. Anyhow, I digress.
Jerry peppered me with questions about why in the hell I was doing this through Comcast, when I should be capable of doing it myself. I explained Leonard's debacle of the day before, and Jerry smirked. Yes, my friends, he smirked.
He wasn't smirking a few minutes later. The equipment he brought with him wasn't quite up to snuff, initially. But Jerry, he didn't surrender easily. He called and tweaked and typed. And then, suddenly the magic happened. It came online.
I am still, at the advice of many, though, going to invest in an AirPort. It seems to be the way to go with MAC's. When I get it, I will either figure it out myself (not likely) or, have Leonard's Mac buddy come on over and give me a crash course in Mac. (most likely.)
But for what it's worth. Here I am. On a mac.