Apparently I’ve got my curmudgeon on today. But it’s not my fault. The blame goes to the new switch on the kitchen fan.
I turned off the ceiling fan in the kitchen yesterday afternoon. But it came on again. I turned it off again. Then last night, as I was upstairs getting ready for bed, I heard this strange whirring noise. Was it the dishwasher down in the kitchen? I had turned it on. But it’s supposed to be quiet. It wouldn’t be making that much noise.
Maybe the noise was coming from something outside? We live in town and so we occasionally get street noise, or strange sounds coming from the neighbors. I opened the window. But, no, it wasn’t coming from outside.
So, reluctantly, instead of dropping into bed, I turned on the hall light and trundled downstairs. The first floor was dark. But the noise seemed to be coming from the kitchen, and when I turned on the light, the fan was running on high . . . whirring like an airplane propeller!
I tried to look at the little buttons to see what was going on. But I couldn’t read the fine print. And I’d left my glasses upstairs. So I looked around, found a pair of my wife’s reader’s, and slid the switch to Off.
So why do they make it so damn hard to turn the fan on and off!?!
And by the way, the regular Off button seems to turn it off only temporarily. The fan comes back on again. So you have to slide the bottom switch to the side to really turn it off.
But of course it’s not the only problem we have. Do you know what half the dials and switches on the dashboard of your car do . . . if you can even read them?
We have another switch to turn on our ceiling fan in the bedroom. You need some incredibly good fine motor skills to turn the fan on and off, or adjust up and down.
And then there are light bulbs. Let’s face it, the only thing you want to know about a light bulb is how bright it is. How many watts. Is it 40 or 60 or 100? But I challenge you to find a light bulb, any light bulb, and then ascertain how bright it is. Can’t be done!
I found yet another issue the other morning, when I was waking up early for golf. I actually woke up a few minutes before the alarm went off. And so I thought I’d be nice to my wife and switch off the alarm so it wouldn’t wake her up as well.
I look at the clock radio for the On/Off switch. I can’t see a thing. Eventually, I got my reading glasses, and used the flashlight on my iPhone to figure it out . . . it’s the top left.
So now I have a birthday coming up. My wife asked me if I’d like an Apple watch for my birthday. But what good would that do me? I couldn’t see what the damn thing was saying!