Thursday, November 12, 2009

I can't stop hating....DirecTV's weak attempt at revenge

I guess DirecTV read my earlier post and didn't like hearing the truth...so they decided to take matters into their own hands and exact some revenge...on my dog. DirecTV almost killed my dog - and it could kill yours. Find out how...

UPDATE. So in a move some might call ironic, about three days after I posed my initial rant about DirecTV my landlord told me the building would be getting it - awesome - my initial hatred was mainly out of jealousy, I can admit that now. Well yesterday the install guy came...my landlord knows about my dog and I sent her an email reminding her to make sure he didn't get out. I met the install guy that morning, introduced him to the bear and told him where the treats were, since treats are to him what a chance to make awkwardly uncomfortable small talk to a girl is to Zackler (they both jump at it). At 9:05 I'm sitting on the 1 on my way work and I get a phone call from a 415 (SF) number. I actually hit the cancel button, but it didn't take (shocking that my iPhone didn't work) so I answered it. On the other end was a young woman asking if I had a dog - I said yes, why...she found him on the street about a block from my place - less awesome. This is impressive ecause not only does that mean the dog got out of my apartment, but because my apartment is in the back, that meant he also had to get through another door that evidently was just left wide open. I get out at the next stop and hail a cab immediately. I call my landlord to tell her that the install guy fucking sucks and while I'm on the way to get my dog the install guy calls her to tell about the dog (probably 15 minutes AFTER the girl called me to tell me she found him). Furthermore when I got home, he claims he ran after dog, but the dog was only a block away - how fucking far could he have run? Anyway, I was none too pleased as you can imagine - but to make matters worse, when I get back to my place and the guy and the landlord tell me to lock the dog in my bathroom all day (which is about 3 feet by 6 feet and still wet from the morning shower + lack of decent shower curtain) and that the landlord will let him out when she comes by later to check on the installation. Evidently the install guy doesnt have all of the stuff with him, so he cant just install the boxes while I wait. So instead I tell him to install whatever he needs to in my bedroom, and I can manage to hook-up the box to the TV - I'm hoping I can handle that one.

UPDATE 2 - So I called my landlord yesterday afternoon to see how the dog was - and she didn't know and didn't let him out - good thing he wasn't in the bathroom! So I get home to free the bear and I am cooking (spaghetti and turkey meatballs, which will surprise very few of you in the audience that know me) and there is a kocn on my door...guess who? the install guy is back! Its 815 by this time and he didnt finish, despite being at the apartment complex for now close to 12 hours. And to make matters worse, he PROMISED me he would do my apartment first so the bear could be released. But no, he didn't, so as the spaghetti cooled and the turkey meatball returned to room temperature, I had to wait for this idiot to finish doing what he should have done 8 hours ago - oh, and he did it wrong...the DVR is in the wrong room, which is an easy enoguh switch, but he also put the second line in the wrong room, meaning the DVR can only tune to one channel - preventing the ever popular watch one show and DVR another. And the icing on the cake is i still dont get Sunday NFL ticket.

So to you, DirecTV I say this - try as you might, you can't stop the movement - people are on to you and you failed in your attempt to make my dog a desaparecedo. Now we are in quite the predicament - we are in an arranged marriage of sorts - you are stuck with me and we know if you let me down I will speak my mind. We all now I cant quit you, but I can speak out. So let's start over...a new beginning. Hey guys, I got DirecTV this week - and man am I excited! (If you don;t hear from me for awhile, assume they got me - and join the Madres de Plaza de Mayo in protest against this regime. And go to SuperClub Podesto while youre down there in my honor...)

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