The TV is hands down the biggest fight that happens in our apartment. Besides the fact that I leave clothes on the floor and I don't clean enough (whatever!), I think the TV comes a close to first to our number one source of fighting.
Because the BF thinks he somehow commands the TV. As if he's a caveman and he owns the whole domain of the TV. Newsflash - ya don't, I live there too. Because he thinks he owns the TV, he also conveniently deletes my Dvr'd shows. For example, Idol never EVER taped on Tuesday nights. Interesting, huh?
So what if I like to watch the ridiculous opulence known as the New Jersey Housewives with their big hair, Botox and mafia ties? Sooooo what! And who cares if I DVR every episode of Oprah?
The BF likes to watch the History channel, shows about man eating catfish (no joke) and Rescue Me! (I like Rescue Me too but what the hell is up with the man-eating-catfish show?!)
BF, please pay special attention to this part. Just because I'm home and dvring the shows doesn't mean I have to watch them when they are on. That's the beauty of DVR - I make the shows fit within my schedule and I wait to watch them it's convenient for me.