So for mother's day my brother and I decided to something nice and get mom something useful.

The TV she currently has is about 15 years old, one of the first lcd tv's at the time I think. It's 19" with an aspect ratio of 4:3. The colours on that thing were already horrible when I moved out.
Her eyesight isn't getting better, she always mentioned how much better things look on my brother's TV, has mentioned a couple of times she should probably upgrade.

So we decide to get her a tv. 32" Samsung. Biggest we can go as we know it should fit on the wall between the windows and it's not allowed to touch the curtains.

Now it's too big and one of her favourite stations is programed on a different number by default. Sigh. My brother said she was actually thinking of moving it to her bedroom.

It's not a big deal in the end and if we have to we can probably return, but I just wish she could let go of the old one. It has always been a horrible thing.

@Nina As far as I know you can edit channel lists.

Horton's is fodder for the likes of my daughters. Or is it the other way 'round? Though even they don't frequent it a lot - it's all about the sweet stuff for them, not the coffee.

davyK wrote:

Horton's is fodder for the likes of my daughters. Or is it the other way 'round? Though even they don't frequent it a lot - it's all about the sweet stuff for them, not the coffee.

The sweet stuff is also garbage. At least Starbucks had a decent cake.

I had no idea that Tim Horton’s existed outside of Canada.

Yossarian wrote:

I had no idea that Tim Horton’s existed outside of Canada.

There is one in Warrington apparently.

I've never been.

Yeah I'm with Andy. It's really not bad price-wise so I suppose you get what ya pay for.

Here they seem to go through staff at a monumental rate so nobody ever knows what they're doing. 15 minutes waiting for shitty filter coffee in a paper cup.

Up until a few months ago I was living with a good friend. We also work together. He had the big room, I had the small one. The main renter is my ex girlfriend, who doesn’t live there any more but we’re still very good friends. She effectively left me in charge of the apartment; it’s up to me who moves in and who moves out, and which rooms we all have. I had previously lived in the big room for the last 4 years, but moved into the small room to save more money.

Ultimately, however, it was never my intention to stay in the small room long term. My plan was always to eventually move back into the big room. My friend- who had moved in 6 months ago- didn’t like this when I told him. He said he would rather move out than move into the small room. I could empathize with how he felt. It’s so so hard to find an affordable and decent sized room is Berlin these days, and so he didn’t want to give it up.

Were it anyone else living in the room I’d have said they had to move when their temporary contract was up, which in his case was in a month. But I considered him a good friend, so instead I said we could work something out in 6 months to a year- fucking loads of time.

About a month later I randomly got an opportunity to move into a bigger room at a good price, but at a lesser location. It was a super hard decision to make. I was feeling so desperate to get out of my tiny room, and the thought of staying there for another 5 to 11 months before moving into the big room was really depressing. So in the end I decided to leave the apartment I had been in for the last 5 years for something new.

I can state with absolute 100% certainty that were I not living with someone I considered to be a good friend that I would still be living at that apartment today, in the best district in Berlin, and naturally would have avoided all the stress and costs of moving.

In the two months since I have moved I have asked my former flatmate to check the mail for me twice and bring my letters into work. Literally twice. The first time he made a big fuss about it (I presumed he was joking) and now- the second time I’ve asked- he is refusing. He says I’ve been lazy and I should have registered at my new address already. Maybe that’s true, but fucking hell, it’s hardly as if I’m asking a big favour. He says I should come round and get it myself. Ffs he passes the mailbox on the way to work, and we work at the same place. I’m really shocked how unreasonable and unhelpful he’s being.

Not really sure what to do. I’m so annoyed that part of me wants to cut the friendship off completely. At this particular moment- in peak frustration- a little bit of me wants to move back just to kick him out for being such a dick. But at the same time I’m really low on good friends at the moment, and so falling out in a big way over something so small seems a bit overkill.

Fucksake, he has expended more energy getting in a strop about it than would have taken to just do it.

Maybe ask why it's a problem or if he thinks you've done something wrong?

Having a piss to 'Roar' was alright, I guess.

Nah, rant away.
It's what the thread is for.

Alexa not remembering the play position of podcasts. Ridiculous. Unless there is some skill out there that I am unaware of?

Pubs with no sport are the best pubs.