The Cable Guy

It is good to have a landlord right downstairs. I got a call around 9:00 p.m. and my landlord wanted to know if it was OK to bring the satellite dish guy to the apartment.

I said “sure, what day would he like to come,” he said “no, he is with me now”. So sure enough my landlord and the cable guy popped in and within about a half hour had me up and running. About 500 channels and about 12 of them are in English. No ESPN or movie channels, I am looking into that this week. While the cable guy was fixing stuff, I asked my landlord where I could get a microwave. “Don’t buy one” he said, “I will give you mine...we never use it”. So sure enough he calls me and tells me to come and get it from his apartment.

So I am all set. TV is almost ready and now I can microwave popcorn when I find some movie channels in English. I watched the Wild Wild West with Will Smith in French. It did not have the same rough tough cowboy feel in French.

I noticed today that having worked a six day work week and only getting Fridays off for the past month, my mind is playing tricks on me. We have meetings every other day with the owner and contractor, and today it felt like I was in the movie “Groundhog Day.” We have the same meetings and the same people at the meetings, it is like I just did this yesterday. Let me know if my blogs are the same as the previous posting. I will try not to do that.