Oh Comcast, you rascals, you. I know times are tough, what with the huge amounts of dough you’re raking in from the thousands upon thousands of unlucky souls you fiscally rape every month for cable and Internet service such as myself, but come on… cut me a little slack here. At least get out the Vaseline before you try to forcibly penetrate my wallet.

My lease was up at the end of December this past year, so I decided to move to a new apartment. It was a nice, cozy place and I was looking forward to having someplace new to call home. I wanted to make sure that my new place was all set and I’d have everything I needed once I moved in on the weekend of the 1st. I called the electric company and got my service scheduled for the change of address. I went to the post office and had my address changed. I even went through all of my online accounts and updated the mailing addresses. But silly, silly me… I thought bringing my Comcast equipment from my old place to my new place was going to be as easy a process as all of those upbeat, happy people on the Comcast commercials make it out to be. WRONG.