The following story actually happened to my friend and is further proof that Comcast is run by, pardon my language, a bunch of idiots who love dairy products.
According to Mrs. Pea (the most unfortunate pseudo-acronym used by me to date), her husband was having his Comcast cable and Internet installed yesterday when the cable guy (hereby known as Carl) asked him to find a "cable code" necessary to hook up the connection. Dutifully, Mr. Pea run down to the basement to check the main electrical box for said code but got a nagging feeling that he should return upstairs ASAP. After some hesitation, Mr. Pea headed back to his apartment (sans "cable code") and found Carl rummaging through his refrigerator. Carl quickly slammed the door shut and look flustered and Mr. Pea played it off because, well, he was dumbfounded and a little confused why Carl didn't just ask for a snack outright, as the Peas would have been happy to oblige. Later, after Carl left, Mr. Pea discovered that Carl had taken some string cheese. All in all, very inappropriate behavior for a cable guy, even one named Carl. The only perk is that the Peas now receive 90 channels, as opposed to the 22 channels they asked for. They even called Comcast to make sure they hadn't received the wrong package and were informed they would only have to pay for basic cable. Perhaps, Carl came clean about his klepto ways to his superiors.
So there you have it. Don't leave Carl alone in your house or your cheese may go missing. Also, don't ever get Comcast because we, the Dubs, have it and continue to have problems with our DVR freezing or not recording programs completely. Oh how we miss our TiVo! We'd be willing to part with a wheel of cheese if we could get it back!
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