“What’s going on here?”
“What?”
“Have you forgotten to plug in the aerial or something?”
“No… it’s there… what’s up?”
“I can only find five channels—three of which are very weak.”
“Great!”
“Where the hell do you live, sunshine—down a coal mine?”
“No—this is Great Britain. We have five terrestrial television channels.”
“You’re kidding me.”
“Nope.”
“D’you want me to look for some channels for mainland Europe or something?”
“Nah—it’s fine. You won’t find anything else out there.”
“So what was the point of investing in a TV card for your computer then?”
“So I can watch telly and stuff.”
“Yeah, but for five channels? Was it really worth it? Where I come from, we have hundreds of channels…”
“Just get on with it, will you?”
“Okay, d’you wanna reboot now or later?”
“Now.”
“Okey dokey.”
[pop]