the end of the world as you know it

Well I finally got my shit together and cancelled cable. It was harded than I expected it to be, and I'm not just talking about finding the phone to make the call. I've watched so much tv in the last few days that it feels like my brain has truly been sucked out my eyes. I called Adelphia, and hit a combination of a bazillion numbers, and finally got to talk to a real person. Not that she was that much of an improvement over the machine once I got to her.

First I had to explain why I wanted to cancel cable. Easy. "Too expensive and we don't watch it enough to be worth it." Well, no it's not quite that easy. The kind woman on the other end of the phone then proceeded to list off all of the options that were possible that would be less than what we were paying now, including, apparently, prostituting myself on the street corner. Like there's not a market for that in Orono.

After I finally convinced her that I didn't need any of the lesser channel packages, she pulls out the trump card. "Well at least get the basic 13 channel package so you can watch the news..." I almost snorted, but decided that a simple response of "We have rabbit ears, we'll be fine if we want to watch the news." was fine. Nope. My dear phone lady was very concerned that the reception wouldn't be good enough for me. Like I want to see the recent news clearly anyways, a little fussiness might make it more palatable.

So, as of Friday, we will officially be cable-less, just in time for the last of the Roger Moore Bond's, and the first rounds of the playoffs, and the fall sweeps seasons, and...

I think I'll live.