Netfliction
I started using Netflix last February. I'd say "tried it for the first time" but there ain't no trying the flix: you hooked from the very first one. I signed up on a Friday afternoon which was a big mistake cause I didn't get my first movie till Tuesday and those four days felt like the wait for a thousand Hannukah's.
Started off with threes like most people, and managed to keep it down, like most people. There's no 'late fee' per se but you keep that movie out there's another price you pay: "If I just stay up till 2am, I can finish off these 'Syriana' special features and get it off by Wednesday and 'Inside Man' will be here for the weekend." Lost a whole lotta sleep that way, dog, lotta sleep.
Blearn.
It can drive a real wedge between friends, too. Time was I'd walk into my local movie store and they used to be real friendly. But now I only look at the new releases just to see what to add to my queue... and leave without renting a thing. I can feel their eyes on the back a my head. And back in the high days of three I took requests from friends, but not for long: "You gonna watch 'Say Anything' with your girlfriend this weekend, motherfucker?"
This summer I made what felt like progress. I downshifted to two from three. One of the hardest things ever I did. I had a friend, Brett, who was going to downshift with me from five to four, but he couldn't do it. "I have a long holiday weekend coming up," he'd say, or "Some are for my girlfriend." I don't fault him neither. Whether you're going down from three to two or seven to six, it's still hard to give up those big Viking pasties.
What's really messed up is the government actually encourages this shit. Flix has its own mail slot at the Grand Central Station Post Office in New York City. It's OWN SLOT! Fed Ex wanted their own slot and they had to build a box, but the PO just gave the flix one of their own!
Theories, people, theories.
Now I'm resigned to my two. Four days of the week go by while I'm without movies, but I try to stay out of trouble. Sometimes Flix be fuckin' with me just to show me who's boss, too. One week they told me they were sending 'South Park' season 8, disc 1 from Tacoma, WA, and 'District B-13' from Boise, ID, just cuz!
But I'm making it. Trying to keep my ratings under 1200 by year's end. And one day, a red envelope will come in the mail, and I won't have to open it that night.
But how'd Brett make out...? Well, there's two stories, but here's the one I like to tell: his girlfriend found his hand and a pair of khakis jammed in the DVD tray. Like to think he gnawed it off to finally go get some help. There but for the grace I go.
The other story is he's fine. Not everyone is so Netflicted.
Started off with threes like most people, and managed to keep it down, like most people. There's no 'late fee' per se but you keep that movie out there's another price you pay: "If I just stay up till 2am, I can finish off these 'Syriana' special features and get it off by Wednesday and 'Inside Man' will be here for the weekend." Lost a whole lotta sleep that way, dog, lotta sleep.
Blearn.
It can drive a real wedge between friends, too. Time was I'd walk into my local movie store and they used to be real friendly. But now I only look at the new releases just to see what to add to my queue... and leave without renting a thing. I can feel their eyes on the back a my head. And back in the high days of three I took requests from friends, but not for long: "You gonna watch 'Say Anything' with your girlfriend this weekend, motherfucker?"
This summer I made what felt like progress. I downshifted to two from three. One of the hardest things ever I did. I had a friend, Brett, who was going to downshift with me from five to four, but he couldn't do it. "I have a long holiday weekend coming up," he'd say, or "Some are for my girlfriend." I don't fault him neither. Whether you're going down from three to two or seven to six, it's still hard to give up those big Viking pasties.
What's really messed up is the government actually encourages this shit. Flix has its own mail slot at the Grand Central Station Post Office in New York City. It's OWN SLOT! Fed Ex wanted their own slot and they had to build a box, but the PO just gave the flix one of their own!
Theories, people, theories.
Now I'm resigned to my two. Four days of the week go by while I'm without movies, but I try to stay out of trouble. Sometimes Flix be fuckin' with me just to show me who's boss, too. One week they told me they were sending 'South Park' season 8, disc 1 from Tacoma, WA, and 'District B-13' from Boise, ID, just cuz!
But I'm making it. Trying to keep my ratings under 1200 by year's end. And one day, a red envelope will come in the mail, and I won't have to open it that night.
But how'd Brett make out...? Well, there's two stories, but here's the one I like to tell: his girlfriend found his hand and a pair of khakis jammed in the DVD tray. Like to think he gnawed it off to finally go get some help. There but for the grace I go.
The other story is he's fine. Not everyone is so Netflicted.
posted by DvDLvN | 3:43 PM
5 Comments:
you can't take my netflix away. don't even f*&!ing try it dude.
its not addiction if you need it.
Ha!
I started with just one at a time and that suits me just nicely.
Sounds like somebody's trapped in da country called Egypt, somewhere near da Nile, aka, the bloated river of problem-not-think-having.
Blearn.
Ain't it the truth. I live across the street from one of the best video stores in Seattle, where I have lots of credits, and I still use netflix too.
Because the office is in Tacoma, I get a new movie every damn day when I use 3-out-at-a-time option.
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