Dear Netflix,
Thanks for all the laughs. You really have made things easier when I sit for hours on end at my workstation designing albums. But Netflix, things have changed. With the failing economy, it just doesn’t feel like the right time to be in this kind of a committed relationship. We’ve been drifting apart for a while, and yet there you are every month, taking a bite out of my checking account.
It’s a crappy time to be discretionary spender, but a few things need to change. I know you will still be there for me when we all pull out of this mess.
Thanks again.
Oh. Please don’t send me those flyers for one free month once I’m gone.
Your Friend,
Aric
P.S. Maybe I’ll just downgrade my account.
