Before I got married I owned two remote controls.
One for the TV and one for the DVD player.
It took me months to figure out how to use each of the remotes.
To say I'm technologically challenged would be an understatement.
And his affinity for all things electronic.
Within months my TV was upgraded to a 55" flat screen.
My $30 DVD player was upgraded to the finest Blue ray player money can buy.
My normal TV channels were no longer enough. If it's not in HD it's not worth watching.
Redbox became a thing of the past with Netflix and AppleTV.
And with all of this I was surrounded by remote controls.
We've been married for 10 months now.
And just last week I realized that I had finally figured out how to use all 6 remote controls.
It was such a happy day.
And his new and improved remote control.
"Noelle, I programmed all of the other remotes to this one control! Your life will be so much easier now!"
"Push this button to turn everything on. Push this button and then this one to turn the volume up. Push this button to go to this screen, and then push this button to get to that screen, chant these words 7 times, and then push this button and you'll be able to get to the shows you've recorded. It's so easy!"
Easy my ......
Jason was gone the other night. I pushed the button that said 'All On.' Amazingly the TV came on. It took me 3 minutes to access the DVR. I never did find the volume button.
I searched the living room for 5 minutes looking for the 6 remotes I knew how to use.
I couldn't find them.
This morning while we were both waking up I asked Jason, "Where did you put the remote controls?"
"Why? You don't need them," was his response.
"Just tell me where you put them," I said.
"I'm going to hide them so that you will be forced to learn how to use the new remote control."
And then he spent the next 5 minutes telling me this:
Just push this button for ....
And that button for...
And then the other button for...
Becca, can I come to your house to watch TV?