Ok, we’ve all heard the news by now. Netflix has now split into two factions, giving us two separate accounts to navigate instead of one. Not only that, it’s now costing me twice as much as it has for the past few years. OK, I get that everyone needs to make money, and that we must all change with technology and it’s soaring changes. But when it messes with my nights, my access to quirky British comedies and my late-night movies, I get cranky.
If you want more money, just charge more in increments. Let me get used to it slowly. I don’t want the shock. If you’re breaking up with me, take me out to dinner and let me down easy, don’t just text me, “I’m gone, we’re split.” Give a girl a heads up for Christ’s sake.
So thanks Netflix for bringing me down and making me choose again. If I want what I’ve had all this time, I must pay much, much more. Thanks for making me reevaluate my expenses and the time I spend watching streaming vs. DVDs. And thanks for making me realize that it could have been a text…or is that coming later?