Many many months ago I ordered Murder By Death from Netflix. It went on the “long wait” list. This often means a wait of 6 months or more. Which sucks when you’re really in the mood to see something. So I waited. And waited.
In the meantime, I watched other movies. I ordered My Best Friend, but haven’t watched it mostly because it’s hard to read subtitles on my TV. I ordered Chicken Little, watched it, loved it, and let it sit on my shelf for a month. Then last week I got The Aristocrats. Watched it twice. Loved it. Let it sit on my shelf.
And then Tuesday it happened. At long last, the wait was over. Murder By Death arrived. Six months of agony had ended. Hurray! I plan on watching it this weekend.
So last night I decided to move my queue along by returning two movies. Those were Chicken Little and The Aristocrats. That leaves My Best Friend behind, as I swear I will watch it. Someday. Eventually.
It occurred to me this morning that I can only have three movies at a time. I still have My Best Friend. I returned The Aristocrats. I also returned…
Seriously, if I had a company and a product was so highly desired there was a six-month waiting list, it might occur to me to buy another fucking copy of it. What’re they going to lose? $10 and the reputation for slowness they have earned.
Dora Charleston: I don’t understand. Why would anybody want to steal a dead, naked body? Dick Charleston: Well, dear, there are people who, um…
[whispers rest into her ear]
**Dora Charleston: ** Oh, that’s tacky! That’s REALLY tacky!
