The
Old Coot complains yet again, #827.
By
Merlin Lessler
This
is the 827th Old Coot article that’s erupted through pen & paper
(and keyboard) over the past 15 or so years. Most of them have voiced some sort
of beef about the world we live in, the world I live in anyhow. By the time
I’ve finished scribbling & typing I’m laughing at the complaint, and more
importantly, laughing at myself. More than six of these eruptions have aired my
ongoing gripe with the “Weather” people. One article earned me a call from a US
Weather Service meteorologist, to defend their warning system, that at the most
inopportune times, interrupts my TV screen with irrelevant (and annoying
delivered) alerts that don’t affect my area, or if they do, are what I would
call, normal weather. I complain that they have made us afraid of thunderstorms,
snowstorms, winds, rain, heat and cold waves, making the latter seem even more
severe by replacing actual temperature measures with wind-chill and heat index numbers,
adding to the fear factor.
Even
more of my complaints have focused on the big three - politicians, bureaucrats
and corporations. A corporation, by legal definition is an “artificial person,”
but it seems all three entities often fit that “artificial person” description,
producing rules, laws and policies that defy common sense.
I’ve
complained about people who clog up and slow down lines due to their inability
to follow line protocols. I’ve thrown my gender under the bus endless times for
our lack of ability to fold cloth items (T-shirts, sheets, blankets, etc.) for
our inability to notice obvious things in the world around us, to make a bed
without it looking like a dog chased a cat under the covers and an inability to
come to terms with the good-bye process that our wives employ, taking ten
minutes or more to say goodbye when leaving a gathering of friends. Often, with
us standing at the side and chomping at the bit to just GO!
My
complaint today is rather mundane, but it raises my blood pressure when I encounter
it. I’m hoping it irks you too. But who knows? Maybe it’s just an old coot
thing. I go to a sports bar or restaurant to consume unhealthy food and an
adult beverage or two where there is a wall of TV’s. No sound is coming from the speakers because they
are on different channels and would only add to the din in a place that is
already noisy. But most often, not a single TV is in a closed caption mode. You
get a picture but little idea of what is going on. If you ask the waitress, waiter
or bar tender to turn on the closed captions, all you get is a blank stare and are
then told, “Only Joe knows how to do that, and he’s in the back. I’ll tell him
when I get a chance.” This, form high tech young people who grew up in the
electronic device era and yet, can’t or aren’t allowed to mess with the TV
remote control. And, it’s not just
sports bars that are closed caption challenged, health care waiting rooms,
airports, train stations and many other lobbies as well. The customer used to “always
be right” but now we’re left out in the cold, the cold of silence.
Complaints?
Send to mlessler7@gmail.com
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