There are occasions when I make my husband absolutely insane. Take Saturday night, for instance. He had spent the entire day playing with his latest gift to me, yet another new universal remote control, and he was almost giddy over it. He was convinced that this was the holy grail of remotes, the one that would finally do what all the others had only claimed they could – allow you to use a single gizmo to control oodles of equipment….So, now, remind me again. Why is it such a terrible crime that I won’t sit down and read up on every new gizmo that he drags home – especially knowing that in a few short months he is bound to tell me that it is now “obsolete” and needs to be replaced?
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