Dear Netflix: I already broke up with you. Stop pretending like it was the other way around.
Hey Netflix, er, Qwikster, er, Reed Hastings: Here’s the deal. You can’t send me an “I’m sorry I broke up with you” letter, when I have already broken up with you. After the July announcement that consumers (you know, those people who pay you money for your stuff) would see…
 
						