I played nurse and Girl Friday for my friend Cheryl today. Poor thing. She's been sick all day with a horrible cold.
Part of my errands included renting videos so she could lounge on the couch and drift in and out of consciousness.
Her cable company did a clean sweep in her neighborhood recently thereby cutting off her service. They've gone completely digital and jacked up their prices. So, instead of paying outrageous cable fees, she's renting videos and paying outrageous late fees.
Not only that, but she's purposely refusing to buy a DVD player. She made a public announcement in Blockbuster one night, saying she's going to boycott their transition from VHS to DVD. In the meantime, the movie we've all been waiting for has been released and while it was available for rent on DVD, both VHS copies were out of stock.
I was lucky to find a few episodes of Sex and the City on VHS. I brought the artifacts to the counter for a thorough examination where it was confirmed they were indeed video tapes for viewing on a VCR!
Everywhere I went, I was surrounded by DVD signs. Blockbuster, radio ads, billboards, even the drugstore! Right there next to gum, chapstick and People magazine were three different brands of DVD players! When did a DVD player become a last-minute checkout item? An impulse purchase? I swear, I considered putting down the box of tissues in exchange for the DVD player, just because of its location in the store!
When I arrived with her soup, tissues and videos she raised her head long enough to say she's thinking about getting a DVD player. Fever. She must've been running a fever.
Truth is, she'll probably get one - and love it! As for me, I'm counting my pennies this weekend. Covet no more.