Sheryl asked me, “Were you watching TV in the living room?”
Um, yeah.
“Well, it won’t turn on anymore,” she said.
Have you seen those electronics store ads where the guy accidentally breaks the TV and then his wife suggests that they go buy a new HDTV? I didn’t break the TV, but I did do the fist pump part.
We have a 9-year-old Sony Trinitron. We paid $2,000 for it the day before flat screens got introduced. (Yep, I have that kind of Irish luck.) It’s served us well and has probably given a decent number of viewing hours to us. But it’s dead. Won’t turn on. And when I Googled about that problem with that kind of set, the advice was dire: Don’t bother getting it repaired. More pieces will fail on it.
Zoiks. So, we have this giant TV monster in our living room that doesn’t work. It must be 2 feet deep (we didn’t buy a flat screen, we bought a fat screen). And I’m thinking it weight 200 lbs. I asked Sheryl, “How do you dispose of a dead TV?”
I don’t know that answer. But I do know that I’ll be finding out soon.
