My New Dish
It is impossible to believe that I have lived the past 4 years the way that I have.
As unimaginable as it may sound, for the past 4 years I have suffered with only 3 TV stations to choose from, one of which PBS!
While it gave me a reason to not sit in front of the TV and vegetate my life away, it also held me back from anything cool or hip that other people had watched and wanted to talk about.
That is, until yesterday, when I got myself hooked up with The Dish.
So, there I sat, anxiously awaiting the arrival of my new technology, my eye opening window into reality. I sat with baited breath as I watched the Dish TV van drive past my house not once, or twice, not even three times, but I watched it continue to drive back and forth until I finally seen it park at the end of the road, in the field by my house.
When the phone rang I knew it would be the Dish TV people. And it was. Apparently they could not find my house. Imagine how embarrassing it was to have me tell them I was watching them from my kitchen counter as I sat there and spoke to them on the phone.
"You are?" the voice of a young guy on the other end of the phone.
"Yes. I'm that white house you are parked by." Me, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, the one with the long driveway?" the young kid sounds puzzled.
"No, I do not have a long driveway. I am the house that is sitting in the woods directly to the front of your car. Drive about 30ft, look to the right, you can't miss it." I was totally sarcastic at this point.
"Oooooooohhhhhhh, that house. You are the first house," recognition has finally set in.
As much as I wanted to laugh at the young guys who were hooking everything up, I didn't. They couldn't have been much older then 18, but, they were trying very hard to be adult, right down to the way they smoked their cigarettes.
It still amazes me that young adults feel the need to smoke a cigarette or drink a beer in order to be viewed as an adult.
On with the story.
They had finally arrived and were hooking everything up, much to my excitement. I was standing in the kitchen when one of them popped his head up from behind my TV and asked if I was 'saving this'.
In his hand was the moldy remains of one of those tiny little miniature pumpkins.
I thought I was going to die.
It had to have been there since around Halloween time. Thomas had brought it home one day, all decorated in his 3 year old little scribbles.
Needless to say, it has found it's final resting place within the confines of my trash can.
Barring the mini pumpkin incident, the rest of the process went well. The satellite was set up, the box was hooked up to the TV, and I can now watch over a 100 channels of junk whenever I want.
Life is good.
As unimaginable as it may sound, for the past 4 years I have suffered with only 3 TV stations to choose from, one of which PBS!
While it gave me a reason to not sit in front of the TV and vegetate my life away, it also held me back from anything cool or hip that other people had watched and wanted to talk about.
That is, until yesterday, when I got myself hooked up with The Dish.
So, there I sat, anxiously awaiting the arrival of my new technology, my eye opening window into reality. I sat with baited breath as I watched the Dish TV van drive past my house not once, or twice, not even three times, but I watched it continue to drive back and forth until I finally seen it park at the end of the road, in the field by my house.
When the phone rang I knew it would be the Dish TV people. And it was. Apparently they could not find my house. Imagine how embarrassing it was to have me tell them I was watching them from my kitchen counter as I sat there and spoke to them on the phone.
"You are?" the voice of a young guy on the other end of the phone.
"Yes. I'm that white house you are parked by." Me, trying not to laugh.
"Oh, the one with the long driveway?" the young kid sounds puzzled.
"No, I do not have a long driveway. I am the house that is sitting in the woods directly to the front of your car. Drive about 30ft, look to the right, you can't miss it." I was totally sarcastic at this point.
"Oooooooohhhhhhh, that house. You are the first house," recognition has finally set in.
As much as I wanted to laugh at the young guys who were hooking everything up, I didn't. They couldn't have been much older then 18, but, they were trying very hard to be adult, right down to the way they smoked their cigarettes.
It still amazes me that young adults feel the need to smoke a cigarette or drink a beer in order to be viewed as an adult.
On with the story.
They had finally arrived and were hooking everything up, much to my excitement. I was standing in the kitchen when one of them popped his head up from behind my TV and asked if I was 'saving this'.
In his hand was the moldy remains of one of those tiny little miniature pumpkins.
I thought I was going to die.
It had to have been there since around Halloween time. Thomas had brought it home one day, all decorated in his 3 year old little scribbles.
Needless to say, it has found it's final resting place within the confines of my trash can.
Barring the mini pumpkin incident, the rest of the process went well. The satellite was set up, the box was hooked up to the TV, and I can now watch over a 100 channels of junk whenever I want.
Life is good.
@ 1:41 PM
9 Comments:
over 100 channels and nothing to watch!
Alex, very true! At least I have one thing going though, no more static! I can actually see the picture!
You will find shows that will suck you in...and then when they are over, you will wonder why
christina - you couldn'g have been more accurate!
I have found one little gem, however - it's called 'What Not to Wear'.
Nothing to watch? Why, right now I could be watching The Jewelery Channel, Hot Dog Eating Contest, Sabrina: The Teenage Witch and Little House on the Prairie.
Teriana, as embarrassing as it is to admit, I have to tell you I did watch a brat eating contest earlier today. LOL!!
I can't believe there is literally a channel for food eating contests.
I had to post again. Ellen DeGeneres was just talking about this on Comedy Central. She talked about when she was a kid, 5 channels sustained us. Now we're much more sophisticatated. We watch contestants eating bugs and people willing to marry other people for money.
BBC America???? DO YOU HAVE BBC AMERICA??? Sorry to shout, but I'm insanely jealous if you get it. I don't. :(
That's the channel that shows the Brit show "What Not to Wear." Right up your alley! Check for it!
Yay, I dont know how people live with only a few channels.
When I babysit upstairs there is never anything to watch, Ive taken to taking a book with me.
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