February 8th, 2007

At work, suffocating.
Load notices, install this, open tech line, disable that, open this, start that, limit this, load that, shut down this, install that, upgrade this, install that, that, that, and that, setup this, run that, reconfigure this, modify that, synch this, recover that, install this, modify that, rename this, copy that, run this, delete that, recycle this, start that and that, set this, deploy that, create this, repeat that, disable this, remove that, stop this, checkout that, stop this, enable that, buyoff, and we’re a go.  And that’s just part of one of my side jobs.

At home, drowning.
The man of the house has had satellite dish tv installed.  Now there are five remote control units because four were not enough, and thirty thousand channels from which to choose (because ten thousand were not enough), but where are the plain old local networks, and why aren’t they in HD   Convoluted help screens with menus embedded in menus with display options and aspect ratios and picture interlacing options.  With all this technological advancement, it seems that we are supposed to place an old-fashioned antenna on the rooftop in order to receive the local channels.  If this is the case, then why do we pay a king’s ransom for this service   And why do these channels come in with crystal clarity via the cable service   We were trying to extricate ourselves from the forever increasing cost of the cable service, but it doesn’t appear that the satellite service improves upon anything, when it’s all said and done, and the only outcome that I can see is a flustered and annoyed woman of the house who just wants to watch CBS/NBC/ABC/FOX/CW/PBS.

Yearning, for simplicity.

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2 Responses to “adrift in a sea of complexities”

Miscellania Says:

We have a new big HDTV. Fancy/schmancy. On sale at Costco. blah blah blah.
I
Cannot
Turn
It
On.

But the boys can. I have to call them to turn the tv on for me. They immediately switch to Food Network. Sad, no

Blue Moon Girl Says:

I get so tired of all the remotes! I could seriously throw them all away. Well, okay. I wouldn’t actually do that because then I couldn’t watch TV!