I’m not a huge fan of climbing, but the antenna needed fixing, and I know Ma and Pa didn’t want an actual antenna repair person to come and fix it. They don’t really watch much TV anyway; mostly, it’s just for my brothers to watch shows about farmers finding wives. Probably a bit of wish fulfilment there.
Anyway, it’s on the blink, and I asked if anyone was going to go and check the antenna. They all looked at me like I was asking if anyone was going to go and check the alien spaceship in the barn. I guess they all thought that the TV itself just generates all the programs, and it just comes from nowhere.
So here’s me, up on the roof acting like I now what I’m doing. I should have called an official company that does TV antenna repairs near Melbourne, this may not end well. It’s not something I would recommend, because it’s dangerous and mostly just involved a lot of wiggling the antenna around while my brothers yelled out the window to tell me if the picture had improved. And you know, it actually did work this time, but I’m not saying that completely sold me to the idea of becoming an antenna repair person. For one thing, Ma and Pa wouldn’t approve. It’s not nearly close enough to being a farmer, and even though my brothers like TV, they would think it was weird that I left the farm to climb buildings. And it’s not like I’m going to do that anyway, because as I’ve mentioned, I do not like to climb. Climbing is not a thing that I enjoy. When my brothers used to make my climb trees and participate in their tree games, I hated it.
Basically, what I’m saying is that we’re going to leave the fixing of the TV signal to the proper antenna specialists. Melbourne isn’t too far away so the signal should be crystal clear. I need to find a proper career that doesn’t involve either farming or climbing around on rooftops. It’s going to be a lot of fun explaining that to Ma and Pa, I’m sure.
-Forrest Jacoby Jr. Jr.