Cable Guy vs. Christ

Another strange insight . . . albeit not that strange, and probably not that much of an insight either. Either way, i just thought about how i loved my cable guy yesterday more than Jesus. (Incidentally, i also just realized that I pronounce either with an 'I' sound at the beginning, when at the end of a sentence, and an 'E' sound when it's at the beginning).

So, i call Time Warner Cable on Friday and say, "Hey, i'd like cable please." After a great conversation with the operator, she assured me that my cable guy would show up on Monday, at some point between 1 & 5 PM. Great . . . had to leave work early, but with much naivity on my side, i said, "Ah, i'll be back." (It is both a blessing and a curse to live so close to the office).

So I go home at one . . . decided to stay in my work outfit, and made some lunch (read, reheated food from Sunday). I wait, watching a very snowy antenna-aided picture on my little television (which for now, sits on a tipped-over rubbermaid storage container, and will remain so until such time as I can get an entertainment center).

i waited some more.

and some more.

and then, at 4:00-ish, my cable man cometh, hooketh me up, and within 20ish minutes i'm watching the best programming standard cable has to offer.

Don't remember the last time i waited 4 hours for Jesus to show up.

MTV & the Discovery Channel, however, were apparently well worth the wait.