I work for a cable company. Somebody has to.
One of my favorite nights to work is on Saturday nights when there's a UFC event. Once you weather the storm of people calling in to order the event, the night gets calm as people settle in to watch grown men pound each other into a bloody pulp. Since we have TVs set up to show us the stats for our call center or troubleshoot issues with channels, we can also order these PPVs and spend the night watching them. It makes work go by a lot faster, as you can imagine.
Now, I don't really care for UFC. I enjoy watching it, but I know none of the rules, and gun-to-my-head I can maybe name 5 active fighters. To me, it was dudes beating each other up, and occasionally a guy wearing gloves will break up their hugging. Until recently.
I have only one TV in my field of vision, and I have a guy a few pods down who uses that TV solely to watch the call center stats. If I'm watching UFC, he can't see how many people are available to take calls, and if he's monitoring that, I don't get to watch concussions happen in HD. We log into the same program to control the TV, so he thinks that if he logs in and cancels the feed, he wins. I don't feel he understands who he's messing with. If there's one thing I like more than watching fights, it's screwing with people's heads.
When it started tonight, I would give it a few minutes before I'd put the feed back on. He'd always cancel it, get to watch stats for two or three minutes, and then I'd get back to the fights. But I've slowly been whittling away the time I wait, down to about thirty seconds. The last time he tried to take it off, I immediately clicked it back on. What he saw was the UFC feed disappear, the screen go black for two seconds, and pop right back up with the fight.
His scream of frustration was epic. No one, including him, knows it was me. I think I won.
tl;dr Lee hates people, so he makes them unhappy.