"The fancier the plumbing, the easier it is to stop up the drain." — Scotty, from Star Trek
Television remotes remind me why I spent over three years sitting in the woods. Tying to figure out the current television remote makes me long to go back to the woods, at times. Weren’t these things supposed to make our lives easier? No longer did we have to get out of a chair and twist knobs and then fiddle with aerials. Not that I was inconvenienced, but one consulted me on these things. I hate TV remotes.
I hate them mainly because they make me look stupid. I managed to hook a DVD/VCR player to my Mom’s old television, but I can’t figure out how to use the remote (unfortunately, the TV will ONLY work by remote). I have two college degrees and I can’t use the remote. And I have to get my Mom to turn on the television whenever I want to watch something.
And now, she’s going on vacation. How will I survive?








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