sur AVS, aaranddeeman a écrit:A lady walks into the office of a Psychiatrist.
Lady : Good Morning Doc.
Doctor : What can do for you Mrs xxx.
Lady : I don’t know where to start, but lately I am noticing Joe, my husband is behaving bit weird. And I don’t know what to do. (in her mind something like “did I get a non returnable defective piece?”)
[B]Doctor[/B] : Hmm. Could you please elaborate Mrs xxx? Don’t hesitate. Tell me as much as you can and any way you want.
Now the lady starts..
You know, it all started a couple of years ago, when we bought this house.
Joe said he would take one room from the basement to make it into a theater.
I said why on earth you need one room just for watching stupid TV.
But I am one of this liberal women. I let him do it, so that he does not bother what I did with the rest of the house, you know.
And then he gets a big TV and a bunch of speakers and some other gadgets which I don’t know what the heck those are.
But honestly it was good. Though it was
loud, I did not poke him and just gave him company while watching the
girl flicks.
One day he received a big box from FedEx. There was a big black heavy box inside when he opened it. It had something like HUS or SVU or some such thing written on it. I thought Joe bought an
Ottoman. But he tells me it is speaker.
I said there are so many of them, why you need another one and that too this big a box? He said it’s a special kind.
Though he said speaker, there were few holes on that box.
:confused: I am not dumb. Which speaker has
holes in the box.
But anyways, I am liberal woman, so left it at that and went for my shopping.
When I returned, I hear some loud thumping from basement. When I went down, that big box was on our couch where we sit. There was loud music playing in the room.
And oh my God. Joe on his four limbs on the ground like a dog was going around the room sniffing the corners and sides. I was in tears.
I immediately called my mother and she suspected Joe could have change in his orientation. You know what I mean.
After my emotional burst calmed down, I noticed the music stopped. I peaked in the room and see Joe sitting on the couch with a ear to ear grin on his face. And that box was sitting at one side of the room.
On that night… my mother was proven wrong.
It was all okay until last year, when Joe told me he is getting a new receiver. I don’t know what that is but, being a liberal woman, I just nodded in acceptance.
Since he got that receiver or whatever you call that thing, Joe is glued to the room, not watching movies or listening music, but there is some weird pumping noise keeps coming overtime. It goes on for almost 30 minutes.
He has almost stopped watching movies, he just does that 30 minute pumping and then watches some pieces from his collection over and over again. Looks like he had lost the desire to watch a complete movie.
Moreover he is watching only few scenes over and over like a luny. May be his brain is losing sense of any continuity.
I also noticed he keeps going back to his computer and fiddle around some online forums and such.
One fine day he told me he is going to cut holes in the ceiling of that room as he wants more speaker to be installed.
I said why? Joe “Honey, there is now a new format, called Atmos, in that sound comes from above”.
I said Duh! If the speakers are above.... But why more use what you have. If you want them above..
But then again, I am a liberal woman, you know.
Long story short, since he had those new speakers up there, something else started. Joe is always on the ladder putting his ear to each speaker when the movie start playing.
It is so embarrassing.... and worrying at the same time.
It’s the height of everything since this last month. I think it was 27 or 28 Jan. He was fiddling with his “receiver” for an hour and since then I see him either on that ladder with his ears to the speaker, doing that pumping thingy, going through is movies listening the pieces over and over again, back to ladder, pumping and it goes on.
Not just that, he keeps mumbling “it’s not good for 2 channel”, “there is a bleed”, “damn FH RH”, “steering is good” and all such things I have never heard before.
This is when I thought to seek your advice.
Doctor please help my Joe. He is a nice husband otherwise. I am kicking myself with the omen that I brought to my life by buying that house.
Please please….