groundbreaking Device Fixes Slow Wi-Fi and Exposes Greedy Internet Service Providers

If you’re reading this from a computer or device connected to your home Wi-Fi connection, chances are you’re being ripped off.

I know, because I recently found out that I’ve been getting ripped off by my Internet Service Provider (ISP) for years.

You see, recently I convinced my boss to let me work from home—a dream I’ve had for many years—and I was looking forward to the comfortable working environment. But what happened was far from comfortable...

On that first day of working from home, I was almost happy to get to work. I sat down at my desk, and when I tried pulling up my email, it took five minutes to load...

Unacceptable. When you need to be in constant contact with your coworkers throughout the day, you have to be able to access your email quickly. Not to mention the list of websites and downloads I needed to access. And that wasn’t even the worst part.

I’d only just upgraded to a better internet package one month before! You see, I even knew that I’d need faster speeds if I was going to be working from my 3-bedroom home. And it was still taking forever! But, that’s not all.

For the first two weeks, everything was fine. But after that, Netflix started taking forever to “buffer,” and YouTube just wouldn’t play right. It was almost like I’d downgraded! I just couldn’t believe it.

Frustrated, I decided to do what any of you would probably do in my situation.

I called my internet provider and complained. But, the earliest they could have a technician visit was in 15 days. 15 days! So, I put off working from home for another two weeks. And, finally, the day arrived. But I was in for a surprise…

The technician, Barry (name changed to protect his identity – I know his employer is going to want to know who spilled the beans), came out and got to work on trying to fix my internet. And, he seemed like a relaxed and friendly guy, so I offered him a beer.

“I really shouldn’t, man,” Barry said as he reached out to accept it.

Now, the more Barry and I talked, the fry drier we got. But, when I told him that I was working from home, Barry told me I was pretty much SOL. (Sure Outta Luck…)

I could not believe what I was hearing.

“Router throttling, man,” he said. “So, yeah, when you sign up, they give you the speeds you asked for. At first. But after a while, they throttle the bandwidth in your router. The internet going to your house hasn’t changed, so it’ll say you’re still up to speed. But the router doesn’t have the same output as it used to.”

I blinked as it started to dawn on me, just what Barry was saying...

“It’s their little game,” he said. “Suddenly, your internet’s not going so fast, but you can’t actually prove that it’s slower. Since the numbers look okay, you probably just have to ‘upgrade’ to the next package. Which is more expensive, of course.”

He took a swig of his beer.

“How can they do that?” I asked.

He shrugged, as if to say, Corporations, man.

Furious, but not completely surprised, I told Barry he might as well not even fix it, and that I’d be changing providers immediately.

“It’s not gonna help,” Barry told me. “They all do it. All the ISPs. If they all do it, they can all get customers that want to ‘upgrade.’”

Exasperated, I fell back in my chair.

“Isn’t there anything I can do?” I asked, defeated.

Barry smiled at me and held one finger in the air as he finished his beer. Then he went out to the truck and returned with a small white device. He plugged it in the wall and dusted off his hands with a “watch this” smirk on his face.

“You didn’t get this from me, man,” he said. “It’s a WIFI Blast. It reconnects the split channels from your router and blasts it across the house. Trust me, man, you’re not gonna have any troubles with speed anymore.”

Nearly speechless because of this internet anger l, I thanked Barry for his amazing gift. He only had one thing to say:

“Thanks for the beer, man.”