When they were younger, I'd tell them the cable's out, and change the code to the TV so as to cut screen time. I've been known to hide the plug to the Wi-Fi on occasion as well. So when the cable company which provides both the internet and television streaming on demand cut out, my children naturally presumed the culprit to be me.
One thought the reason for the "cable outage" was exam week. "You just want us to study."
Well yes, but no, I didn't do this, I promise.
Another two thought, "This is just a ruse to get us to read or exercise more."
"No, but it's not a bad idea. After all, you can't do anything else." They went to stare at the box, in hopes maintaining a vigil would entice the cable gods to relent.
Not that some of them didn't try. One sought to play his DS, but without the link up to his friends DS games, it wasn't much fun. Another watched a DVD and for a time, entertained the masses with movies, but most of our movies now are digital, and they've grown accustomed to On Demand for any show, so not being able to access a show, vexes more than one might think it should.
The older ones ran for the comfort of Netflix, but that doesn't work on a computer when the internet is out. To prove it wasn't me, I spent an hour on the phone with the cable man convincing him that yes indeed, we did have a problem which couldn't be solved merely by turning the machine on and off or replacing the batteries in the remote. The cable guy is coming sometime on Thursday between eight in the morning and eight in the evening. He's said he'll call. In the meantime, we're old school in all things.
Come Friday, there will be channels again. By coincidence, exams will be over. I promise I didn't do it...but I may have to send my cable company a thank you note once the report cards are in, and file away the idea of having a seasonal outage whenever test taking rolls around.
It's just, for the record, this time, it wasn't me.
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