Sometimes in the Moore household, we do wild and crazy things. We try things we haven’t ever done before. Like last week. Last week, we bought a TV.
So in many households, buying a TV isn’t all that exciting, but somehow my wife and I made it into our mid-thirties without ever buying one before. We were venturing into the unknown, prompted by our own courage and determination. That, and our old TV bit the dust.
We had talked about buying a new TV before the old one died. You know that flat screen TVs are here to stay when we are talking about buying one. There’s just something attractive about having a TV three feet wide rather than three feet deep.
People offered us their old TVs. It’s amazing that nearly every person we told about our TV’s demise had one to offer us. They were probably looking out for our well being, helping us avoid the pitfalls of a television purchase. Or there are a whole lot of old TVs sitting around people’s garages.
No, no we said, it’s time we bought our own TV. The problem was we wanted a fairly small model, to match our fairly small living room. It’s dangerous to buy a small TV. It took just a little internet research to find out small TVs equal bad quality.
There are two types of people in this world: people who save up for TVs the size of King Kong and people who are desperate to have anything to watch. So small TVs aren’t just cheaper in price, they are made from whatever parts are left over after the big TVs are made. They are made so that, immediately after the warranty is over, the TV screen will go completely black, and can only be fixed with a part costing five times the TV’s original price.
We looked at buying a TV on-line. It’s hard to tell if a TV is right for our family from a picture that’s less than two inches wide. And all of these TVs look identical. It’s like a TV manufacturer bought a lifetime supply of black plastic and stuck with it. I was hoping for a nice fake wood finish myself.
So we went to a store. We went to a big block store in Pocatello. And there was the TV that we had hoped to buy, one that our internet research had shown to be one that might last a whole six months beyond the end of the warranty. We were waited on promptly after standing around for half an hour, only to have the clerk inform us it was no longer in stock.
Needless to say, that store missed out on our business. But we have one now, and that’s a relief. And even though I think warranties are a waste of money, we bought the extended warranty. It’s hard to turn down one after reading on-line reviews of people’s screens going black. I bet the warranty salespeople wrote those reviews.