I'm so fucked off with the cunts who oversee the links between TV programmes. Most commonly, I find myself fuming at the end of a film. It seems to be something of a mission for channel operators to shrink the rolling credits to a smaller window, bring up details of the following programme, and then waffle about 'what's next'.
So, after sitting through 90 minutes of entertainment, and wanting to ascertain the names of a couple of the cast, I find the cunts denying me this option. Of course, they don't hang on a few minutes until the credits of lesser importance are showing - no, rather than minimise the 'Key Grip' or the 'Gaffer', they reduce to unreadable the names of the key members of the cast in a mad rush to announce some useless detail on the following programme. Cunts.
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