Okay, this deserves an entry of its own. Mere hours after posting the last entry, I found myself waiting for my friends to pick me up. Having a few minutes to spare and almost no patience, I decided to see what was on TV. What was on TV was…a bunch of blocked channels. ESPN was blocked. The channel before ESPN was blocked. Basic cable, network TV–everything blocked, “by parental controls.” “Press Enter to un-block channels,” so I pressed enter, and it asked me for a PIN. I don’t know the PIN. Presumably, the only person who knows the PIN would be whoever set up the parental blocking. Round up the usual suspects.
I called my roommate right then and asked him for the PIN, but before he could give it to me my friends arrived. When I got home and asked him about it, he said that he had blocked it for my birthday party (six days previous, note), because, and this is as direct a quote as I can remember, he “didn’t want people ordering a lot of shit,” by which I can only assume he means a lot of channels.
This one is too much. This one needs a confrontation. (I should have confronted him then but I didn’t have the courage saved up.) First of all, his reason is total bullshit. Raise your hand if you’ve ever been at a party where people were eagerly signing up for cable channels. And plus, and this is the most important point, I ALSO PAY FOR THE CABLE. So it was my right to watch cable at my party (and the rest of the week) if I wanted to. If I invited some fictional friend who ordered another channel, I would have paid for it. If sanity prevailed, there would have been no consequences. We weren’t going to track mud all over his nice clean cable.
Basically the pattern is: he wants me to be responsible for the common areas, both financially and in terms of upkeep, but he gets annoyed whenever I take advantage of those common areas and takes whatever steps he can to keep me from doing so. And he doesn’t tell me about it, because up until now I’ve just quietly taken it. Well, enough of that. Here I go.