An officemate cracks a joke and everyone laughs. Everyone except me. Huh? I don’t get it. I ask her to explain. “It’s the new TV commercial. Duh.” Oh. Right.
We don’t have a TV at home. I’ve endured for half a year without the boob tube. Pretty amazing, huh? I once read an article in Reader’s Digest about saying goodbye to television. It says it’s good not to have a TV because it’s unhealthy for the head. Uh-huh.
But people around me talk about Mulawin and Lovers in Paris and Save The Last Dance and I am totally clueless. They crack jokes about and incorporate the latest commercial ads into their daily conversation, and I think they’re speaking a foreign language. They talk about current events and politics and the news and I realize that I am not aware of what’s happening to the world at large. When my officemates say something and I have a question mark on my face, the punchline is always, “Oh, right, you don’t have a TV!”
Not having a TV is unhealthy for your social life.
Lookin’ forward to buying that TV by the end of summer (hopefully).