Netflix rage is a well-known problem brought on by the unreasonable absence of little red envelopes in one's mailbox on the days they are expected. Amber has long suffered from Flix rage. I suffered from Flix frustration, but since I canceled my service in anticipation of my impending travels, it never developed the full-blown affliction.
But even as I thought to myself that my DVDs just weren't coming as fast as they were when I first joined Netflix, I never suspected the company was really deviously delaying my DVDs.
But they were.
Color me slow to catch on.
From what I hear, Blockbuster's service has its share of rage-inducing idiocy as well. So what's a girl to do?
I feel stupid for defending Netflix as the not-quite-as-evil-corporate option over Blockbuster. Turns out they're just a bit too biz-savvy for my tastes. I can appreciate that subscribers who are really good at turning around product are bad for the bottom line. But I contracted for unlimited service, not limited unlimited service. Except apparently I did contract for this bullshit discrimination since they revised their terms of service to reflect their crap policy.
Caveat emptor, indeed.