What is it about living with someone that makes your life either fantastic or terrible? I've had three roommates in my life that I wasn't related to.
Roommate #1 said I was a terrible slob. She complained I never liked to hang out. She once locked me out of the apartment when I was sick so she could have sex with her boyfriend. She left me a note saying she couldn't take college, she had moved back to her home state, and sorry about the remaining 6 months of rent.
Roommate #2 didn't think I was a slob but wanted to know why I never cleaned his bathroom. He kept miscellaneous bike parts lying around. He had cold feet that he liked to warm against the backs of my legs and would wake me up in the process. I divorced him.
Roommate #3 is making me absolutely sure I have to live by myself. I've decided I'm just difficult to have as a roommate. I have standards of cleanliness, privacy, and a suitable working environment. Much like the quest for a best friend, I have long thought that a perfect roommate is something of the same mythical pursuit. Being able to live in perfect harmony with someone is just not something I'm capable of. So to roommate #3, congratulations. You have officially pushed me over the edge. I'll resist the urge to move those dogpoop bags you pile up by the door onto your pillow. For a few more weeks anyways.
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Friday, September 05, 2008
Hearing and reading impaired
The sound went out on my tv a couple days ago (a flat screen I bought around christmas, now I'm pissed, but that's another post). To just get by, seeing as all my technical knowledge has been exhausted, I've just been watching the closed captioning. This would be just fine except I've decided that whoever is typing these things needs to work on some things. The easy one would be spelling. I've spent the majority of the time trying to figure out what the hell they're trying to say. It's bad enough trying to read the text and follow the images at the same time. Add on to that the next complaint. Sometimes they don't even attempt to get the word right. This morning, I was watching the news and they were talking about the McCain speech. The line "letowpa hee nom" came up and the captioning just froze. Makes me think that the typist started sneezing and just didn't get around to finishing the captioning. That was the worst offense but there are constantly random words just thrown into the text
Now maybe this isn't that bad. Maybe I just don't know enough about the closed captioning system. But damn. If I were someone who had to rely on these things for information, I would be filing some complaints.
Letowpa hee nom
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