“Mr. Rockford? This is the Thomas Crown School of Dance and Contemporary Etiquette. We aren’t going to call again. Now, you want these free lessons, or what?”
“Jim, it’s Jack. I’m at the airport. I’m going to Tokyo and I want to pay you the $500 I owe you. Catch you next year when I get back.”
I have been slowly watching every episode of every iteration of Stargate that there is. I’ve watched Stargate SG1, Stargate Universe, and I had almost completed all of Stargate Atlantis when Netflix dropped it. I was 4 episodes away from having watched the whole thing, every series of every version, and now I can’t!
Well thanks a bunch Netflix! No warnings, no news, nothing at all. That is nothing short of poor service. Other streaming TV services put dates on stuff so you know when it’s disappearing. Some even have categories for ‘leaving soon’ so you can be aware of it. Netflix? Nope, that’s not how they do things. They prefer to keep you in the dark and then annoy you for no reason whatsoever. How rubbish is that?
So I have to seriously consider whether they’re any good anymore. Whether I should keep this service. Their range and choice is seriously diminished these days anyway, so maybe it’s time to say goodbye. They obviously don’t care about customers either do they?
It’s a shame, a real shame, and it could be avoided so easily.
“Rockford, this is Mr. Dow. If you think I’m going to pay to have your car repainted, you’re nuts. You can take your expense bill and stuff it.”
“Mr. Rockford? You don’t know me, but I’d like to hire you. Could you call me at…my name is, uh, never mind. Forget it.”
I have mentioned this before, but I was a big fan of Rome when it was on and I think I’ve watched it several times since then. One of the best things about Rome was legionary Pullo and his amazing, and at times quite inappropriate sayings. He came out with some absolute classics and I didn’t want them to be lost. So I had an idea to set up a twitter account (a twitter bot really) which would tweet some of his best everyday.
“This is Mrs. Moseley at the library. We billed you for your overdue book Karate Made Easy. We abuse our library, we don’t get our card renewed.”
“Hey Jimmy, this here’s Dennis Garot. Remember me? From the Army. I’m stuck here in town. How about I come over and bunk with you, buddy?”
“It’s Doc Jones. What did you do to the hand, son? Three fractured knuckles! You hit somebody?”
“I staked out that guy only it didn’t work out like you said. Please call me. Room 234. County Hospital.”