Door-to-door cablemen
I guess it's true that you really never know when the cable guy is going to chow up.
Here I am, minding my own business at the computer, when my doorbell rings. I walk to the door and standing outside is an Adelphia employee.
"Is your cable working all right?" he asked.
I furrowed my brows, confused.
"Um, I don't have Adelphia."
"Oh," he seems to brighten, "are you getting anything on the TV?"
"Yeah," I say, "I have DirecTV."
He thanks me and walks off.
How strange. Apparently Adelphia is now selling cable door to door?
Labels: H-wood
6 Comments:
Sounds like the beginning of a porn movie to me.
Oh God, and how fitting. The dude was nowhere near hot.
Shudder.
Have you seen Ron Jeremy? You don't have to be "hot" to be a male porn star. Maybe the cable guy is packing.
That's EXACTLY the problem with porn. Porn with hot guys? That, I would watch. But the crap they put out now? I mean, only in a pinch.
Honestly, I'm not looking at the guys, so I could care less. :)
Maybe all the hot guys are in gay porn. There you go.
mmmmmmmm gay porn...
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