Dear Bob,
It is with a heavy heart and a reluctant dismay that I must tender my resignation to you effective immediately. Unfortunately, due to the quality of programming I am now forced to provide you, I an no longer in good conscience remain on the job.
Remember the glory days? Remember the moment of joy when we first laughed at AJ Soprano saying, "What? No f*cking ziti now?" Remember when we shared Arrested Development every week? How about when I saved the 2004 Red Sox World Series for you so you could relive the joy whenever things got you down?
Alas, remember 30 Rock?
This season's premature departure of the brilliant 30 Rock is too devastating a blow for me to endure.I know you feel the same. I know this is the first fan-pain the strike has truly brought you. I hate to abandon you now, but if I'm ever going to look myself in the mirror, I can't be party to recording the latest episode of So You Think You Can Recite Pi To 100 Places or Are You Smarter Than A Coma Patient?
When we lost Buffy The Vampire Slayer, it was difficult, but there was closure. Likewise, Gilmore Girls. But 30 Rock (the best written comedy on TV) is too much to endure... and I just can't face the horror of losing The Wire (the best written drama on TV) forever. It is for these reasons that I must resign.
It has been a privilege to record these shows for you, and hope that when the writers return to work that you will consider re-employing me.
Sincerely,
Tivo.
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