In my apartment reboot, one of the things that ate shit was my Dish TV. (Long story that involved not being able to close doors anymore due to my new floors being thicker than shitty apartment carpet.)
I was all too hasty in canceling my Dish subscription (sorry to the four people I left stranded without an HBOGO login on the night of the Game of Thrones finale!). My plan was to get ATT Uverse, but… turns out, the website lied, and Uverse isn’t available in my ‘hood (despite it being available 1 mile away!?). They can offer me DirecTV — but I’m not willing to sign a two year contract, because I’m not willing to admit that I’ll still be living in this same apartment in two years. And long ago I swore to NEVER get Time Warner Cable again.
Then I thought, ‘most of my friends have no cable TV whatsoever, maybe I could pull that off too? I’m young and hip… ish.’
So I got Amazon Fire TV, and challenged myself to live without cable TV.
It’s… not been going well.
I don’t know how the kids do it these days with no DVR and waiting for new episodes. Do they pay to watch the new ones every time? Doesn’t that come out to be pretty close to paying for cable? Do they do what I’ve been doing and watch new shows with their friends who have cable? Do they have to pay for accounts with all kinds of websites like Hulu, Amazon Prime, HBOGo, and Netflix? Wouldn’t it be more convenient to just get cable?
The most frustrating part about not having access to regular TV is that I feel like a part of me is missing. What’s a TV geek without TV? I feel my nerd cred slipping away every time someone asks me if I’ve seen the new episode of Adventure Time, and I have to admit that I haven’t. What the hell are my girls Princess Bubblegum and Lumpy Space Princess up to now!? I have no idea!
So I gave in and did the thing I swore I would never do again: I got Time Warner fucking Cable. I know, I know, they’re the worst!!! It even took one no-show, one “we can’t do this without a supervisor,” and one supervisor to run it through the wall, into the closet, out of the closet, down the hallway, and into the living room to get it. But they don’t have 2-year contracts, they’re cheap, (and certain baseball fan I’m dating will be able to watch the Dodgers on TV now) so… yeah.
I even talked about this with my freaking therapist. (Yes. My lack of TV angst is therapy money-worthy.) She asked me WHY I thought I had to conduct this experiment. I thought about it and answered: Because I was made to feel like I had a problem. My ex constantly compared my TV watching to doing drugs. He made me feel bad that it was an addiction and it was “all I wanted to do.”
It’s been over two months now, and I have proven to myself that I’m not so incredibly addicted that I can’t live without it. But I also proven to myself that I like living with it. There’s nothing wrong with that, and there’s nothing wrong with me (except the lack of new episodes of Last Week Tonight). I’m not an addict, I realize, but I am a total TV and pop culture nerd. TV one of my passions. Turns out, that’s okay.
It also turns out that I don’t know how the kids these days do it. Kids these days? How are you doing it? I’d like to know…