TV Habits

Despite being raised in the height of the Digital Age, I have yet to develop a taste for television. I will never forget the sick days that I spent bed-ridden and binge watching full seasons of America’s Next Top Model in the mid-2000’s, nor will I deny having a real love for HBO’s Broad City. But aside from the few days of the year that I find commercials, laugh tracks, and unoriginality appealing- television just isn’t my cup of tea. Now that the internet exists and is almost perminently attatched to my palm, I just have no reason to be trapped in the confines of the small screen. It’s not that I resent TV shows for being boring, predictable, and awful, but seriously, there is little difference between all 37 versions of Law and Order, NCIS, Criminal Minds, and Numbers. And if you ask me, adding a murdered pimp and a manic-pixie-dream-girl forensic scientist to an episode of Full House would likely result in another 30 minutes of some awful FX show. But I digress.

In high school, my after school routine included switching NBC (which my mom claims is her dog’s favorite channel) to CNN, paying attention to that day’s “Breaking News” for a good 2 and half minutes, and finding something better to do. On particularly low days, I would find an episode of Catfish on demand, and then maybe wait 5 minutes before deciding that I was bored and could be entertaining myself in better ways. This is a situation that I notice my friends put themselves in as well, however, I think many find themselves more drawn to the media that Netflix has to offer. As a person who has a natural inclination to be bothered by almost anything, I will also admit that seeing the bright red screen and thick white letters results in a mighty eye roll from my side of the couch. Its not that I hate Netflix, in fact I keep up with a subscription just to ensure that I’ll always be able to watch The Heathers whenever I may want to, but the 30 minutes of click-click-click, “this one?” click-click-click, “or do you want to watch something scary?” click-click-click, “we could just watch Bob’s Burgers again” is an inevitable waste of time that makes me want to both cry and scream at the same time. I guess my problem with television is due to my terrible inpatience with being bored. That sounds like the explination for a lot of my bad habits, now that I think of it…