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Be Careful What You Wish For

Be Careful What You Wish For.

I know that most of you have heard enough about my current health condition. Let's face it there is no more juice in that orange. No, today I'm switching the emphasis to something else that's I'm kind of tired of.

Why are there so many streaming services? 

Complete disclosure. A few years ago I was one of those people that lauded Netflix and Amazon for the quality and width of their offerings. What I didn't see coming is all of their competitors following their lead.

I hear someone talking about a new series they are streaming. The premise for the series sounds great. I know of some of the actors. The problem is that it's streamed on Acorn or Britbox or some other services that I don't have access. 

All of these platforms have a monthly subscription charge. Here's the thing, most of them have an introductory 7-day free offer. If you plan properly and the series you're interested in isn't Game of Thrones or The Handmaiden's Tale, it's possible to watch the show you want and then cancel before you have to pay or keep it for one month which isn't that painful financially. 

It is possible to watch Game of Thrones in seven days but you would have to take vacation time, don't answer the phone and give up the Golf channel for at least one weekend.

Let's just say that you haven't won the lottery. If you took a subscription to all of the streaming platforms either on purpose or because you got sick and tired of trying to remember all of the passwords and goofy qualifying questions (Where did you meet your wife's oldest uncle), you now have monthly fees' that amount to car payments for a Mercedes. 

If you care about your retirement fund, you should only sneak onto these services when you have a need for them. The problem results in your memory. Which show did I want to watch, which service hosts it and which weekend is the Masters Golf Tournament?

That's it. From one end of the internet to you. this is Poppa Jeff saying Adios.

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