Ok, it must be admitted, this tale of woe is probably at least partly my own fault.
I’d noticed that my beloved DVR had been acting a little wonky lately, with odd seconds of pixelated or blank spots showing up randomly here and there in recorded shows, like during Lance and Lacey’s Not-Quite-A-Paso-Doble-But-I-Liked-It on Dancing with the Stars (and isn’t “I Kissed a Girl” one if the most insidious earworms EVER??? If I hear it once, it’s in my head for WEEKS! But I digress….). When that would happen I’d think to myself, “Self, you should call the Dish Network people and have someone take a look at your receiver/recorder, because something is not right here.” But did I do it? Noooooooooo.
So then last night I come home from work. J is out of town, so I decide I’m going to wallow in front of the TeeeeVeeee for a couple of hours, watching stuff I know he’d hate. I turn it on and instead of seeing the talking, moving people in my little idiot box, I see a message that my hard drive is corrupted and they will now be deleting all recorded content - so sorry for the inconvenience, SUCKA!
I then sat there and watched in mute and thoroughly pissed off impotence as around 50 hours of movies and TV episodes (including several first and/or second episodes of favorite shows for this current season - things I’d been saving up to watch this weekend!) disappeared into wherever it is that Bad Little Pixels go.
So much for the opening episodes of Ugly Betty and Gray’s Anatomy. Bye-bye episodes 1 & 2 of this season’s Heroes and How I Met Your Mother. Hasta la vista various episodes of other ongoing shows and several Masterpiece series! TaTa classic movies recorded from AMC during the hours when I’m normally sound asleep and newer movies from when I had my free trial of Showtime.
I know I could probably find some of these online, but at this point I feel like why bother. I feel like maybe this was God’s way of telling me I watch too damn much TV. (Except, you know, that if it is actually God telling me, S/He probably wouldn’t say “damn.”)
So instead of calling the Dish people, I am going shoe shopping to see if I can find a couple of pairs of comfortable and stylish-yet-affordable shoes for work. The Technology Developers have let me down, so Shoe Designers, it is up to you! Don’t make me rant about you!!
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