My husband and I have recently lived successfully without cable since early Spring. We got along with the four fuzzy channels left in the wake of the digital changeover and joined Netflicks to offset our addiction to televised entertainment. In that time, I did, however, go to the library monthly, read many more books and generally felt quite good---you know---healthy. So what did we do for Christmas? Yep. We've gotten cable.
My first observation is that there aren't enough choices in basic cable plans. We chose more than 5 channels which left us with 425 or 6000. So we went "middle of the road". The result? I have now gorged myself on mindless television for the better part of two days. I've found new favorite programs (TOP GEAR rocks!) and checked out my old favorite haunts.
Some of them have just gone rotten.
My gag meter went off the charts after watching an episode of "Million Dollar Listing". Yes, I know, it's been out forever. And I have watched one or two segments before (so yes, I did have prior knowledge to these 'actors')---but I was thinking to myself as I tuned in to Bravo---heck, maybe these young whippersnappers (my own age?) have some great ideas on marketing a million dollar home. I love high end construction and have a background of marketing custom building, so I'm always looking for a better way to do business.
Well, I did not get any pointers whatsoever. In fact, I wondered if I should start a petition against shows like this that in my estimation do more harm to the image of a competant, Professional Realtor than anything! First off, their egos annoy me to no end. Well, that might be because they HAVE NO END. Am I to believe that some of these wealthy business people genuinely think that these boys' designer shirts, fancy haircuts and bad attitudes will help sell their properties faster? Or is it part-n-parcel of the Hollywood Party-Sell lifestyle that they are buying into? And while I'm on the subject, does anyone else find the voices of these guys and the cadence in which they speak the new version of the "Valley-Boy"?
None of these young men demonstrate a deep knowledge of what they are doing. Maybe that's what bugs me the most. A monkey can write a real estate contract--everybody knows that. But write a real estate contract WELL? And with knowledge of true consequence for both the investor and the seller? I think that kind of professionalism is something learned by intention and experience, both. And I suppose I have a hard time imagining any of them demonstrating any more intention in their work than pouring a stiff martini and waxing their mercedes'.
Speaking of Mercedes, I'm turning back to Top Gear. That show is amazing! Witty, well-paced, factual, and inspirational. I too, long to race a Winnebago and potentially beat Simon Cowell in the track postings. Now there, is intention!