long ago, in an era far away, my sister came to visit.
on this visit, she decided to turn off bear’s t.v.
she not only turned off the t.v., she pushed the button so far into the t.v. it was never seen from again; it was like her finger was on steriods.
i won’t name names, so we will just call this sister ‘jenn’.
since that ill-begotten day we have used the remote.
about 3 weeks ago the on/off button stopped working on the remote; the volume and channel button worked, just not the power switch.
“how to turn off the t.v.?” we wondered.
“no worries,” we said. “let’s just leave it on all the time.”
“carbon footprints?” you may ask.
“pashaw.” we say.
last night, while the hubby changed some DVD/VCR magic around, he inadvertently unplugged the TV that had not been turned off for approximately 21 days.
i think i heard the t.v. sigh.
“what now?!” we asked.
“let’s get a tooth pick and see of there is something stuck around the on/off button.” we decided.
shout out to toothpicks, those things do far more than just pick food out of your teeth.
“wait? what if it is the batteries? maybe they are low.” we had our einstein moment while toothpicking the heck out of the remote.
the on/off button works on the t.v.
guess what? batteries are magical. like little elves pushing the buttons for us on the inside of the remote.
guess what? it only took 3 weeks to come up with this.
guess what? our ‘A’ game just went up two notches.