The greatest institution in the world: The AntiFrat Delta f. A way of life since 2002. Saturday, December 18, 2004
Fate of the Cable Party
Holy man,
It's been a while since I've updated this thing! Exams here at the University of Windsor has held us in its kung fu grip for a few weeks now, but the end is near. I myself have been done for a few days now, but I think tonight is the night that the rest of us finish - which means that tomorrow I should have good material to put on here! Party!!! I Already have my six-pack of Iron Duke; I'm ready to go. But before all that, I should probably bring you up to speed.
As decided by our Cable Summit, on December second the cable was supposed to be shut off. As you can see, there were some of us that took it better than others...
Ah, poor Chris. He really liked that cable. That's why I had the idea that we should have a "goodbye Cable!" party in the honour of those who will miss it most. You know, bid the seventy useless channels adieu in the best (only) way that members of Delta f can - get loaded. Everyone in the house got up at the crack of dawn to prepare for the party...
Well, okay... Maybe not exactly. In fact, on the day of the supposed party, I seemed to be the only one really interested carrying the party through. It was a Thursday after all, and people had better things to do. Never one to let that stop me, I bought a bottle of ouzo anyway!
When I got back from studying, I turned the TV on, opened the bottle of cheap, licorice flavoured Greek booze (did I mention it's cheap?) and settled down to stare at the cable for what I though was going to be the last time. It had taken me three difficult phone calls, but I had done it and managed to get an operator at COGECO cable (fuck you again, COGECO) to agree to shut off the service. I was expecting to sit there and actually see some boring show snap to fuzzy snow letting me know that our cable was no more with a satisfying hiss. I sat, and drank, and sat, and drank... Nothing. The cable stayed on.
In fact, sixteen days later the cable is still not off, but here's the good part: We're not paying for it any more! HA! Now we get cable for free. Or at least until someone from COGECO reads this...
So our Cable Party didn't amount to much, but at least we have the mild satisfaction that the useless, mind-numbing schlock that we're watching on TV is only costing us waited time - not cash.
The Ouzo didn't hurt, either.
It's been a while since I've updated this thing! Exams here at the University of Windsor has held us in its kung fu grip for a few weeks now, but the end is near. I myself have been done for a few days now, but I think tonight is the night that the rest of us finish - which means that tomorrow I should have good material to put on here! Party!!! I Already have my six-pack of Iron Duke; I'm ready to go. But before all that, I should probably bring you up to speed.
As decided by our Cable Summit, on December second the cable was supposed to be shut off. As you can see, there were some of us that took it better than others...
Ah, poor Chris. He really liked that cable. That's why I had the idea that we should have a "goodbye Cable!" party in the honour of those who will miss it most. You know, bid the seventy useless channels adieu in the best (only) way that members of Delta f can - get loaded. Everyone in the house got up at the crack of dawn to prepare for the party...
Well, okay... Maybe not exactly. In fact, on the day of the supposed party, I seemed to be the only one really interested carrying the party through. It was a Thursday after all, and people had better things to do. Never one to let that stop me, I bought a bottle of ouzo anyway!
When I got back from studying, I turned the TV on, opened the bottle of cheap, licorice flavoured Greek booze (did I mention it's cheap?) and settled down to stare at the cable for what I though was going to be the last time. It had taken me three difficult phone calls, but I had done it and managed to get an operator at COGECO cable (fuck you again, COGECO) to agree to shut off the service. I was expecting to sit there and actually see some boring show snap to fuzzy snow letting me know that our cable was no more with a satisfying hiss. I sat, and drank, and sat, and drank... Nothing. The cable stayed on.
In fact, sixteen days later the cable is still not off, but here's the good part: We're not paying for it any more! HA! Now we get cable for free. Or at least until someone from COGECO reads this...
So our Cable Party didn't amount to much, but at least we have the mild satisfaction that the useless, mind-numbing schlock that we're watching on TV is only costing us waited time - not cash.
The Ouzo didn't hurt, either.
# posted by tylert @ 2:32 p.m. 
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