Well, it’s now official. Mediacom sucks dead bunnies through a straw. Sideways. It doesn’t really affect me so much, because the Internet service is mostly OK, but the channel listings have been culled to the point that the already sparse selection of channels with something frequently _nearly_ worth watching is even smaller, while propaganda from CSPAN has tripled and a number of offensive holy roller crap channels that approach (or embrace) heresy have been added.
For nearly 20 years, the number of channels has varied very little–a few added here and there over the years, but not all that many. Suddenly, although our TV scan finds almost the same number of channels, only about 1/3 the raw number still display, the channels that do are very, very different in most cases (and complete and utter crap in those cases).
Unfortunately, the shows my Wonder Woman enjoys are not available (or not *cough* legitimately *cough* available) on the web, except through some sort of paywall, but it may come to excising the TV charges from our “service” and doing the paywall crap, just to get away from Mediacom’s disgusting schemes.
http://youtube.com/watch?v=5scpDev1qps
The DVR, DVD, and Blu-Ray are about it anymore.
Worse. On the phone to attempt dropping TV service. Moron insists on insulting me with a request for my address as verification of my ID, because
1. the account the system pulled up based on my call-in number as revealed by caller ID and
2. The PIN number I read him from the latest bill
were not sufficient identification. No, I also had to read the address off the bill to verify I was legit. Really. That was the excuse.
Now, either I was some nefarious home invader who had rummaged around in some poor schlub’s paid bills folder and then placed a call from his phone, in order to waste time jousting with morons, or I was legit. Hmmm, I wonder if I coulda fooled a dead amoeba with that one?
*sigh*
Second (EXTREMELY FORCEFUL, DOWNRIGHT MEAN, even–the second time) request to escalate to someone with active brain cells found me a guy who claimed to be named “Phil”. He oughta be a car salesman. I’m not happy, but I am no longer looking for rope to string up Mediacom execs. We didn’t drop the TV. *sigh* (I need my head examined.) Of the four shows my Wonder Woman enjoys, three are both not easily available for streaming and on one of the now “missing” channels (that we’ve had available for about 17 years). “Phil” massaged things within his bailiwick, so that the channel’s back in the line-up (along with 42 others we DGARA about) and the bill he quoted me was $0.10 more than last month’s. I could live with even $1.00 more, I suppose, for her to have easy access to the only TV shows she really enjoys. *heh*
I’m not happy with it, but I’m glad she will have those few shows she enjoys watching.
Yer a good man to go through all of that rigamarole for your sweetie. 🙂
Well, I’ll admit a (not so very) secret flaw: I really, really enjoy slamming self-made morons. I even more enjoy the opportunity to use the old GB Shaw quote (can’t locate the source, so I trust the far more literate than I am person I received it from): “When a stupid man does something he knows is wrong, he always claims it is his duty.”
I actually had fun raking those morons over the coals. That I was able to “save” easy viewing of her very few fav programs for my Wonder Woman is vanilla ice cream topping an already delish apple pie. 🙂 Doing it for a (promised–and “Phil” has a rough idea what violating his word might mean, though he doesn’t know just HOW mean I can be to people who lie to me) very small additional charge–not enough to notice, really–is freshly-shaved chocolate sprinkles on top of that.
OK, that was my confession for the month. I’ll try to not let that happen again any time soon. *heh*
At least it wasn’t your phone. HA HA BTW I replied.
“BTW I replied.” Urm, I see that. . .