How Expensive Decisions Get Made
The Snook’s been griping about our five-year-old television for ages now, and he keeps suggesting that we go buy a new one. Me, I’m not picky. Why spend all that money? So I’ve been putting him off. Of course, this past weekend was stinkin’ hot and the only thing I felt like doing was sitting in our dark cave of a flat and watching the tennis. By the time Andy Roddick was heading into the fourth set, I was finally motivated. “Put your pants on,” I hollered into the office. “We’re gettin’ a new TV.”
Two hours (and a hefty chunk of change) later, the delivery man was carrying this beauty into the house…
I’m thrilled to say it’s the biggest telly I’ve ever owned in my life. It doesn’t look that huge in the picture, but it dominates in the actual room. We calculated that it has nearly three times the screen area of our old television.
And I will never see the sun again.