I cancelled our cable TV yesterday. As you can imagine, I had to justify this decision to the cable TV minion on the other end of the phone.
“No, we have not decided to go with a different service. Yes, I want NO CABLE TV. Trying to cut expenses. No, I do not want your super -low, please-please-please stay with us rate (and why wasn’t I getting that anyway??). Look, there are a lot of reasons I don’t want cable!”
Yes, I lost my temper a bit at the end there. I mean, I understand it is their job to try to talk me out of this kind of decision, but at a certain point it is just NONE OF THEIR FREAKIN’ BUSINESS, know what I mean?
For years now, I’ve been whining about my kids watching too much TV, but what have I really done about it? Stomped around a bit? Unplugged it once or twice and shooed them outside, only to find them right back at it 20 minutes later? Enough.
Now I don’t have to constantly be on “ICarly” patrol (a forbidden show for the younger set), or tangle with the pre-teen about whether or not “House” is appropriate for a 12 year old (HELLO IT’S NOT). We’ll still have broadcast TV, eventually, but for at least a while, goodbye “Sportscenter”. Goodbye “Girls Next Door” and the nine million other trashy, lowest-common-denominator, ohmygodwhatisthiscountrycomingto CRAP programs that my husband finds with eerie precision. Goodbye Food Network and The History Channel (sniff).
We’ll see how it goes.

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