Sunday, June 3, 2018

THE REMOTE



     When my friend and I traveled together we had an agreement that there was so much to see and do in a new place that we would not turn on the TV. If anything important happened someone, usually a fellow would be sure to tell us.
      We were in Melbourne, Australia in 2000 when we didn’t have a president yet. Everywhere we went we had Aussies asking, “What’s the matter with you Americans that you can’t elect a president?”
     One day after tramping all around the city we returned to our small  lovely boutique hotel tired. When entering our room I commented, “We’ve had so many questions today, should we turn on the TV to see if we do have a president yet?”
     “I think we can make an exception.” She replied adding, “The remote is on your bedside table. Go ahead and turn the TV on.”
     Picking up the remote, I pushed the power button.  Nothing happened, so I pushed it again. And again. Frustrated I tossed it on the bed saying, “I know I’m technology challenged, but you’d think I could turn on a stupid TV!”
     Just about then she grabbed her  blouse saying, “It’s either  really getting warm in here or  I’m having a hot flash.”
     Simultaneously we both looked at her bedside table and saw another remote. She picked it up, pushed the power button and voila we had TV! We stated laughing and then realized I had the heater remote so the temperature rose each time I pushed  the button. We quickly remedied that situation! At that point neither one of us had ever seen a heater remote.
     For years after that every time we walked into a new hotel room, we both would say, “Remember Melbourne” and have a good chuckle.

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