You probably see my lack of blogging and think that I’m off enjoying watching my vast DVD collection on my new 42” LCD television. Well in reality I haven’t even watched one movie on it and I won’t be either. See I got this TV on Friday September 29th and that was the day I ended up working over 13 hours so I didn’t even hook it up when I got home that night. Instead even though I worked on Saturday I hooked it up on the 30th when I got home. I really liked the picture even though I didn’t have HDTV service; it still looked good on the screen with my crappy normal cable TV. I watched this TV every night for about an hour or two like I normally would watch any television. I watched it Saturday night at midnight because they were showing the Pamela Anderson roast uncensored on Comedy Central so I figured I’d catch that as long as I was up. Sunday I was out of the house all day and when I got back home my cousin wanted to see how good the picture was on my TV and I figured I’d throw in a DVD and show him how nice it looked (had I mentioned how nice it looked yet?) So I stick in a DVD into the DVD player, because where else you gonna put a DVD, the toaster? Then I turn on my flat panel LCD television, you know, the one I’ve only had for the past eight days. Anyway, I turn it on and it comes on… then it turns off, then it comes on again, and then turns off again and keeps doing this shit until I have to unplug it. Well I believe my blood pressure shot up a few notches at that point when I started looking at my expensive non working decoration I suddenly had. I called the tech support because I was informed that they were extremely helpful which apparently translates to “able to read simple things off a page in broken English”. After talking to Apu for a few minutes and thinking I understood what he was saying I got the gist that I was supposed to unplug the TV for 10 to 20 minutes and it would reset itself and I could go on watching my shows. Cool, sounded good to me, I did just that and actually gave it a half an hour to settle its sorry ass down. I mean I left it off for 12 hours already; apparently turning it off for another few would just fix it right up. Well, it didn’t, and I was even more pissed off. I called my technical supporters back for the second time and went through the same bullshit with them again of telling them what was wrong and that I tried to reset it and that didn’t work and then I was told they were sorry, I must have been sold a defective set.
Well that is wonderful fucking news right there. In their defense he was very apologetic and gave me an RA number that they would be paying for the shipping to take it back and then send me a new one in place of it once they got the old one back. I agreed to that and took the RA number down and just tried to chill out a little bit. Of course the next day was Monday and I got to sit at work all day and stew. It was then that I decided that instead of sending it back to the manufacturer for repair or replacement I was going to send it back to the place I bought it from and just get my money back and I’ll buy a TV from a retailer next time. So Monday night I get home and I call up the place I bought it from and I tell them my problems and they offer me a refund and will be sending me all of the RA stuff to send it back. i won’t buy another TV from these people or the manufacturer again because I think Monica Lewinsky said it best when she said… the whole experience left a bad taste in my mouth.