As time crawls along, we tend to label the various parts of our history based on the prevailing personalities of the time. The Baby Boomers. The Me Generation. The X Generation. To name a few examples.
I dub this the Remote Generation. Everything these days can be done remotely. Thanks to the wonders of connectivity technology, you don’t even have to be in the vicinity for a remote to work. It all started with the television remote, followed quickly by remotes for audio devices and the like. You buy a new electronic device (especially one meant for entertainment), and very likely there will be a remote control included in the package.
There is always the universal remote. If we can actually manage to make it work with everything! And for some reason, even though we may have the vaunted universal remote, we still keep the other remotes lying around. Just in case? It is always fun visiting someone who says to make yourself at home and feel free to watch what you want on the telly while I go get us some snacks. Which invariably means waiting til they come back since you can’t either find the remote or figure out which of the 5 is the right one.
I have figured out why this is. Because remotes have ninja skills.
Ninja Cats may have mastered the art of stealth. But Ninja Remotes have mastered the art of disguise.
The other day, as mom was getting dad set in front of the television, she ran into a bit of a problem. The remote was not working. She kept pressing buttons and nothing happened. This happens to all of us on occasion. Of course actually using the buttons on the tv and cable box is out of the question. That’s what remotes are for. Frequently it is because the wrong button was pushed at some point, or something as mundane as the batteries need to be replaced.
However on this instance it was something much more sinister.
The dastardly remote had used its ninja skills and disguised itself as the phone!
LOL
YES! Fantastic! It’s so funny to watch people when the remote stops working or its lost somewhere in the crevice of the couch. They look lost and confused, as if their TV has just become useless. How could they possibly watch their program?! There is no remote!
It is amazing how some habits become so ingrained that we forget how to do simple things!
Moms are so technologically cute.
Sidney, Floyd, and her three remotes.
That’s a good way of putting it! 🙂
The batteries in my remote died the other evening while my wife and I were watching TV. I think it took us about 10 minutes do decide who had to get up to get batteries. We were content to continue watching that channel forever.
Ha! I common occurrence I think. I have even stayed on the home shopping network rather than get batteries!
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See we are destined to be friends. You know I call myself a ninja all the time. As a matter of fact…I was part of a group called the ninja writers. LOL I am now following you. I hope you enjoyed some more posts on my blog and will come back! 🙂
((hugs))
Rebecca
Only read the one so far but I already know I will like more. I am following you now as well and definitely will be back for more! 😀 I am always glad to find a new friend in the blogverse! A pleasure to cross paths with you! Hugs back!
The pleasure is all mine 🙂
We’ll just have to agree it is mutual pleasure haha
that sounds very dirty. lol
“I know nuthink! Nuthink!”
Schultz
🙂