I have figured out the problem. My wife thinks that the bottons are as smart as I am.
For the longest time I thought it was the opposite, that I was as dumb as the buttons. Today as I was trying to figure out an electronic device she had been poking I realized that she thought the buttons would do what she wanted even if she pushed the wrong one. She thought it would be like telling me to bring her an orange and I would bring her a banana because she can’t eat oranges and all we have are bananas.
Buttons don’t work that way. If you get on the elevator and press floor 5 instead of 6 it will not take you to six. A voice won’t ask you, “Did you really mean 5?” An all knowing computer won’t override your choice and quietly take you to the right floor. The day may come when the door key you carry will make it automatic but until then, accuracy matters.
Husbands do work that way, at least they do if they plan on staying married. Remember gentlemen, they need us. Today it was the motel A/C. At home it is the digital TV. Everywhere it is computers. We don’t need to discuss maps.
Relax. You are needed.
homo unius libri
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