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Buying new TV pushes writer’s buttons
BY CATHY DYSON
THE FREE LANCE-STAR
AFTER THE salesman asked a few questions about ways we planned to use a new TV, I had to bring a quick end to his line of questioning.
“We’re simple people,”
I blurted out, adding that my companion, Lou, and
I don’t care about playing games or accessing the Internet through our TV.
We want a television for only—and get ready for this, because it’s shocking—watching TV.
I know the young man probably thought two dinosaurs had just walked into the store. But the way I looked at it, the TV we wanted cost just as much for the person who wanted to watch news, game shows and movies, as for the one who wanted to play Xbox, download apps and browse the Web.
I was almost glad when he said the model we wanted wasn’t in stock. It was refreshing to go to another electronics store—a relative newcomer on the block—where the salesman was just happy for our business.
It didn’t seem to bother him that we wanted a TV for the sole purpose of watching TV. He said he had the same model—and absolutely loved it.
He also went on to tell us things that the snickering salesman never mentioned—about cleaning the screen, needing a high-definition cable box and the type of wires required.
So, we brought our new TV home and made room for it among the various components of our home entertainment system.
Lou did all the technical stuff, and I attacked the lurking dust bunnies.
You have to understand that, as simple people, we don’t go out and buy the latest and the greatest. We take care of what we have with the hope of making things last as long as possible.
Part of it is because we don’t like to spend that kind of money, but it’s also because it doesn’t make sense to replace something that’s still working.
For example, our Chevy truck has almost 250,000 miles on it. Yes, it’s starting to ride like a stage coach, but we’ll keep bouncing up and down in the seats until it lets out
a gasp and dies.
The bedroom furniture has been around since my ex-husband and I were together. It’s lasted way longer than the marriage—and no doubt, has aged better than either of us! But then, I’d probably look better if someone polished me regularly.
The same day we got a new TV, the switch on the hair dryer broke. Lou put on a new toggle switch, and we were good to go.
I’d like to think this new TV will last as long as the old one, but I’m not too optimistic. I’m enough of a dinosaur to know they don’t make ’em like they used to.
Cathy Dyson: 540/374-5425