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Replacement Parts

I was having a problem with my local channels recently so I called the cable company. You see, I still have regular old analog cable. I really have not seen a need to upgrade to digital cable. I can't tell you how many people that have it say "there's nothing on. I have 261 channels and I can't find anything to watch". Plus the quality of the programming is not good lately. But I digress...

I call the cable company to have a technician come out. "He'll be there between 4:00 and 6:00 pm". Okay, fine. I take off a little early from work so that I can be there in case he shows up (or else *I'M* charged -- don't get me started...)

Yep, you guessed it: the guy shows up at 5:57 on the nose. I think he correctly diagnosed the problem -- old wiring -- but didn't fix it. He asked if he could return during daylight hours and replace the wiring that leads to the house. I'm thinking "if you had shown up at 4:00 like I did, the sun was shining like a mother f'er and you wouldn't have had to return". I, of course, did not say that. I told him that he could replace the wiring and if the problem was still there, I'd call back so he could replace the wiring from the outside junction to the back of my T.V.

It got me thinking (don't you hate when that happens) about the construction of the human body. If a part breaks in your car, you go down to the auto parts store or the service center to replace it. It's part of the planned obsolescence.

There are certain parts of your body that can be removed that will grow back... things like hair and skin. But there really are no replaceable parts. There are no body parts that you can remove, maintain, and replace all by yourself. You can't pop out your eye, wash it and pop it back in.

God knows I'd like to tear my nose off some days. (why are you running and to where are you running?). I know what you're thinking: "What about dentures?"

I'm happy to report that no maternity wards have called to say that some kid was born with dentures. It has to be something we're born with. Like I said, we lose parts of our body all the time. Hell, your skin is exfoliating while you're reading this. When was the last time you trimmed your finger nails or toe nails? See? One more part of us that we shed.

It's all about the maintenance.

Quick funny story: A guy walks into an auto parts store with a carburetor with a large crack in it. It's for a very rare truck the guy owns. The parts store does not carry the part and neither does their distributor. The guy searches the internet high and low for a company that can re-create the carburetor and finally finds one in Hong Kong... so he sends it off. Several weeks later the box from Hong Kong arrives. He opens the box with great anticipation to find that they've perfectly created the part he sent off -- large crack and all!

well, I thought it was funny...

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