Comcast Hates Logic
Crisis Averted
I had a very scary moment the other day. In fact, for a few hours, I had to deal with an intense feeling of dread.
Lying on the couch in the early morning as I am wont to do, I noticed something funny on the television set. I had made my way downstairs at some point in the night so ESPN could help solve my insomnia.
As I started to stir, I noticed something funny about the screen. The highlights from the previous night’s basketball and hockey games had given way to a few squiggly green lines.
I rubbed my eyes, trying to stave off the inevitable panic. Once I got my bearings, I managed to confirm my worst fears. The cable box had died.
Life and Death of a Cable Box
For a few moments, I felt as if I had lost a child.
I came home from work on Monday to an empty house. I had to stay late for an event at work, so Maria took Bridget with her to the PTO meeting.
I figured I would cook myself a small dinner, plop myself down in front of the television, and relax until they got home.
But something funny happened when I went into the living room to turn on the TV. The box on top of the TV was flashing some crazy numbers. I had no idea what was happening.
I did what any guy would do in the situation. I unplugged the cable box, then plugged it back in.