Woe is Me

My first woe is that I think I have broken my toe.   I was setting a full cup of tea down on my bedside table, and for some unaccountable reason it spilled all over the floor.   I went into the bathroom to get towels to mop it up, and because my feet were wet, I slipped, fell, and as I say, think I've broken my toe.   I'll go to the doctor tomorrow, if she's there, but if it is broken it will just have to mend itself, like my foot did.   When it happened a little while ago I didn't think it was broken, but it is now quite painful.

 

The second woe is extreme frustration over my television.  I haven't been able to get a good picture, it breaks up.   The Dish Network company insisted the fault was with the television, not the signal.  So for the past week the television has been with the repair guy in Tecumseh, who only works on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  He brought it back today and said he had been turning it on and off in his shop and it was working perfectly, so the fault was definitely not with the television.

 

He set it up, turned it on, and the picture was very bad, and breaking up, which confirmed his belief that the fault lay with Dish Network's box.  He put a DVD into the player and the picture was perfect, further proof that it wasn't the tv at fault.

 

While I am sitting at home mulling all this over, there is a knock on the door, and it is someone (who incredibly looked as if she had just left school this morning) who was canvassing on behalf of another satellite tv company, so I was more than ready to pour out my frustrations.    She said "I am your angel".   And she was.   She took one look at the tv, looked at the box, and immediately diagnosed the problem.

 

There is a label on the front of the tv which clearly states that it is HD1080p (I think that means pixels).   The box however is only 211p, and not adequate to provide a good picture for that tv.

 

So I signed up with her company, and wrote a letter to the Dish Network setting out the facts, and terminating my contract, saying that if they wished to pursue me for breach of contract (I'd signed up for 24 months) I'll see them in court - or words to that effect.

 

I was going to write about my day before it all went wrong - but I think I'll go to bed instead.  After all, I'm pushing 76, I'm too old to be dealing with broken toes and errant television providers.