Oh now I'm just pissed off.

Bought a TV coaxial flylead from town because I've finally broken and am going to set my computer up to get TV. I explained to the guy that I wanted it for computer-TV point and he said I'd need a little convert-y thing if my computer had no aerial point thing, which it doesn't because I looked. So I blithely bought a cable and the convert-y thing and came home expecting it all to work fine. Only I forgot to check the TV point before I bought the cable and of course, it's the wrong sodding cable. Which means it's the wrong convert-y thing too GODDAMIT. Arrrrrrrrrggggggghhhh.

So my next stop is the wirey-computer-gadget shop on campus to see if they can sell me the right thing. Because although it didn't cost much, I feel a little dumb going back to the Radioshack guy and explaining. *headdesk* I forgot to get something else from town anyway, so I guess if all else fails I can go back tomorrow. And feel like a right twat but eh. He looked so pleased to hear I'd actually checked my computer too, as if he hadn't expected me too because I was a girl or just dumb or something.

Sigh. I am such an idiot. And I've been having such a great day too. Not that it *matters* not having TV right now, today, anyway because Doctor Who isn't on till tomorrow and I already missed House and Grey's Anatomy this week but...

Why is there no mood for 'stupid'? *ponders*

edit: Got the right cable. Five sodding pound! They were £2.99 in Radioshack! But despite the money I wasted today, it's so *nice* to have TV again. I'm watching Ready Steady Cook and I *hate* Ready Steady Cook and it's still wonderful because it's TV!

As for license and such? Well the TV people have owed me over £64 for the last month and a half and have yet to pay me back, even though I've even paid them an extra month of money than I had the TV for. So quite frankly, right now, they can kiss my ass.

*dies* Just got a call that's making me very "heeYAY!" but also "ohshitahhh!" and now I need to go sort that out. Back later. ^_^

*smiles pleasantly*

So. The TV license people sent my refund cheque home instead of here (which makes no sense because THIS is the address on the licence, which I put on the refund form so...). But that's not the issue. Guess how much they refunded me?

Half. Half of what they *actually* owe me. *Less*. £31 instead of £64.

And they really don't have any argument in their favour, because I cancelled it after five months not six, so it wasn't even close to the borderline of into the next quarter. And I damn well paid them the entire year's worth, so to pay me back a *quarter*--

So the woman's sending me the "If you have any complaints, please call!! Really!" letter and on Monday, a certain government agency is going to get a very furious phone call. I mean *fucking hell*, I'm one of the rare students who actually *bought* a TV license and they do this crap to me! Damn sure not going to be buying one again next year am I?

Bloody idiots.