W1's "special" friend.
Yes, W1 has a friend that is truly "special". To say the least. This girl is off the wall. But a really nice person.
We went to her new apartment Saturday Night to watch some movies and have dinner. The night started out well. We went out to a little place near her house and had sammiches. They were delish. The place was a little strange though. It was a BYOB and Wine joint. They didn't sell alcohol, but were more than happy to have you bring your own. I have never heard of this. (Other than the strip clubs here.) Apparently this is nothing strange for that area. They said many restaurants in that area do it.
Afterwards we headed back to her apartment (shotgun house style, very nice) to watch movies on her brand new 32" flatscreen TV. We flipped through hundreds of cable channels before moving on to the DVD's. Now, this DVD player was something else. I will not mention the brand because they seem like the kind of jerkfaces (Ha Ha, used it again) who would sue somebody. Anyways, we pop in "Bad Santa" and here is where the trouble began. Apparently this particular DVD player was won by her friend as a door prize. Over 2 years ago. It had been sitting in this friends garage the entire time, unopened, unused. When we popped in the movie things looked ok, but the sound was terrible. You had to set the volume all the way up to barely hear it. And to watch the movie with sound, we would have needed to sit in a semi circle about 2 feet from the TV. I fidgeted with the wiring but it all looked correct. I didn't have the heart to tell her the DVD player was a piece of crap. In the end we watched "To Catch a Predator".
Sunday W1 and I were out and when we returned we noticed her friend had called and left a message. I won't get into the message even though it was hilarious. (Ok, one quote "I was about to say fuck TV, but I really like to watch it"). The just of the message was, after spending 2 hours on the phone with the local cable technician, they had deduced (over the phone mind you) that the TV had a bad input. After she hung up from leaving her hilarious message, she was heading back to Best Buy to return the TV.
Now, having known about the brand of DVD player, not to mention the constant care they gave it sitting in a musty garage for 2 years, I guarantee the TV is not the issue. Maybe try replacing the $20 DVD player first. I'm just saying.
We went to her new apartment Saturday Night to watch some movies and have dinner. The night started out well. We went out to a little place near her house and had sammiches. They were delish. The place was a little strange though. It was a BYOB and Wine joint. They didn't sell alcohol, but were more than happy to have you bring your own. I have never heard of this. (Other than the strip clubs here.) Apparently this is nothing strange for that area. They said many restaurants in that area do it.
Afterwards we headed back to her apartment (shotgun house style, very nice) to watch movies on her brand new 32" flatscreen TV. We flipped through hundreds of cable channels before moving on to the DVD's. Now, this DVD player was something else. I will not mention the brand because they seem like the kind of jerkfaces (Ha Ha, used it again) who would sue somebody. Anyways, we pop in "Bad Santa" and here is where the trouble began. Apparently this particular DVD player was won by her friend as a door prize. Over 2 years ago. It had been sitting in this friends garage the entire time, unopened, unused. When we popped in the movie things looked ok, but the sound was terrible. You had to set the volume all the way up to barely hear it. And to watch the movie with sound, we would have needed to sit in a semi circle about 2 feet from the TV. I fidgeted with the wiring but it all looked correct. I didn't have the heart to tell her the DVD player was a piece of crap. In the end we watched "To Catch a Predator".
Sunday W1 and I were out and when we returned we noticed her friend had called and left a message. I won't get into the message even though it was hilarious. (Ok, one quote "I was about to say fuck TV, but I really like to watch it"). The just of the message was, after spending 2 hours on the phone with the local cable technician, they had deduced (over the phone mind you) that the TV had a bad input. After she hung up from leaving her hilarious message, she was heading back to Best Buy to return the TV.
Now, having known about the brand of DVD player, not to mention the constant care they gave it sitting in a musty garage for 2 years, I guarantee the TV is not the issue. Maybe try replacing the $20 DVD player first. I'm just saying.
posted by H1 @ 8:01 PM
2 Comments:
Aa-hahaha! Yeah you right baby.
I hate technology.
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