In early 2000, after I’d settled into the Quincy apartment and my reliable old 13” black and white TV from 1979 died, I finally broke down and bought a new color TV, my first brand new one, and a VCR, my first VCR ever. Before I did, I asked my friend Bob’s advice on brands and such, the such including screen size. He asked about the size of the room and distance from the screen and opined that 23” would be about right.
I ended up at Sears in Braintree.
After looking at the offerings forever, I settled on a fancy VCR that still works great. As well it should, having had a price to match its high end nature. I also settled on a 23” TV of a recommended brand.
The sales guy for that area ended up fighting with the warehouse guy, who refused to look for my TV in stock, so he had to do it himself. Something like 40 minutes later, they didn’t have any. But wait! Here’s a different brand, same thing, and it’s on sale like $80 lower! It cost less than the VCR and was an amazing price, even with what I will note later in this post. I decided I could accept the substitution, especially having had luck with the brand, even if it was not top tier in Bob’s recommendations.
Another wait ensued, now in the pickup area, by which time I just wanted to be out of there. Finally I got the TV and VCR, to go with the antenna I’d also bought, and dragged it all home.
Fast forward to yesterday.
We recently got a hand me down 27” TV, which is fantastic and makes us want to watch Transformers again. Not to mention other things, for which there should be ample time during the writer’s strike. That’s going to be a boon, ironically, to DVD sales and rentals. In our case, we could go weeks watching a movie we already own each night from the neither have seen it, she hasn’t seen it, and I haven’t seen it subsets of the combined collection. That’s without starting rewatches of movies and going through TV shows on video. Not to mention presumably catching reruns of things we missed, like Life and Reaper, and the convenience of fewer new shows competing with what has to be a better season of American Idol this year. But I digress.
Yesterday I looked again at the juxtaposition of the old TV near the new one and remarked how small it seemed. Deb got the measuring tape. The new one really is only 27” and not some unexpected larger amount. The surprise?
The old TV is only 21 inches!
Apparently I never noticed this when I unpacked it, or else I mind wiped myself and am completely deluded about what size I thought I was supposed to have bought. That’s possible too. It would certainly explain why the price was so dramatically lower than the out of stock one. It would also explain why I’ve kept wondering over the years why Bob told me to get such a small TV, as it seemed small even at the distance from which I watched it in Quincy. The size recommendation was based on where it would be relative to me in that room.
And so I say… DOH! But at least it has been a superb TV, which will be a spare in the bedroom once I get an antenna for it. For now it’s just set aside.
Was that the diagonal measurement? Wow.Posted by caltechgirl on 11/16 at 12:54 PM from
Yes, screens measure on the diagonal. Never though of measuring it before, since I “knew” what it was.Posted by Jay on 11/16 at 12:56 PM from Dystopia