Victim's Reparations

I think Comcast should pay some kind of reparations for the crap we have dealt with this week. First of all, the cable goes out while the kids and todd go out of town. So, I actually had to find stuff to do with myself. Like read. Or leave the house.

Then, we find out we can't have service fixed until today. So, all of the shows that I normally watch or record are not being watched or recorded. Battlestar, Saturday Night Live, Brothers and Sisters, American Idol, Prison Break - All missed episodes. Not to mention that the box was supposedly messed up, so they gave us a new one, meaning that everything we had already recorded was now wiped out: Prison Break and two American Idols from last week, Lost, The Office, Scrubs, Grey's Anatomy (five episodes I hadn't watched!!!!). All disappeared forever into the ether.

Then, the guy gets here and tells us that our cable has been cut, which is why we don't have service. Which I could have told him, because I had already tried watching cable over the weekend the old-fashioned way, just running the cable directly to the t.v. - No signal. But he had already killed my old box with the recordings on it. GRRRRRR.

Icing on top? We have a whole new cable from the tap to our house, but they are going to have to come out on March 15th to bury the whole damn thing. And it runs all the way from the box, around the left side of our house, around the back, and back down the right side of the house. So, more than halfway around the house has to be re-trenched.

If somebody fucks up my azaleas and hydrangeas, I am really gonna flip.

Makes me wonder if the boob tube is really worth it.