My ex (the one who worked for Comcast in Auburn but now lives in Phoenix and works for Cox and we're not dating anymore) used to joke with me about that when I was having all the problems with my cable in my current apartment. There's a break in the actual line. So before I knew that was the problem, the technician and his helper buddy were sitting in my bedroom (where the only cable thing is) and trying to figure out what's wrong. I was on the phone with my ex, and he just kept hearing them say charming things like, "Hm. Send a hit to her box." and "I've got my hand all the way up there - I don't know why it's not responding".

Dirty.


Dirty!!!