Borrowed time

I imagine that for many people (or at least those who read blogs like this), getting an internet connection is among the first things they do upon moving into a new apartment.  Unfortunately, a few other things needed to get done before I could do this, so I’ve been living for the past week on a weak wi-fi signal borrowed from some unknown neighbor, in the way that you might borrow a hammer that a neighbor left lying in her yard and return it before she ever knew it was missing, except in this case the hammer is very small and sometimes disappears entirely.