scooterbird is having a wonderful daughter-cooked brunch
34. I am an engineer, and enjoy all manner of electronic devices, except that I detest remote controls, particularly for the TV. I live in fear of the day that mankind will remain permanently on the couch because they can’t get up and change the damn channel themselves. Mostly, I prefer turning the thing off.
I also dislike power windows in cars. I’ll crank the window myself. I’ve thrown fits in car showrooms because they kept trying to install power windows in my car. My car currently has them, but that’s because we bought it used. They come standard on just about everything now, and that’s just silly. I’ve gone nuts in the dark trying to figure out which button goes to which window, and watched them roll right past where I want them due to some “helpful” feature that causes them to open all the way down if I look at them funny.
And if I buy a computer, the first thing I do is throw out all those “helpful” little offers. “If you act now, we’ll connect you to the Internet through…!” NO. Screw you and get off my computer. Nowadays, it takes me something like two hours to assassinate all the damn little doohickeys that they contaminate my computer with. Pfeh.
