O, this one sounded so easy.
Call a company, installer comes out- Voila! - the magic of quality TV appears in my living room.
After my saga of ten hours of "installing" (click here for Part 1) on last Monday, I had high hopes that the Friday install would go better.
My installer was set to come between 12:00 noon and 4:00pm on Friday. I was home at 11:30am.
He showed up at 5:30pm.
He finished right at 10:00pm.
Do the math. This means I spent TWENTY hours at my house waiting for cable installation.
Then the hubby discovered Gold Rush. I discovered a desire to run away.
Tech Support was very nice. After one hour on the phone, all of my TV's were working again. (And hubby discovered Gator Boys.)
So in one week I spent about 22 hours in the process of acquiring and maintaining this new cable service for magical, quality TV.
And what did I watch on TV yesterday? Downton Abbey. On PBS. A channel I received just fine with my bunny ear antennas.