You did exactly the right thing. If by some .001% chance something had happened, you could not live with yourself, and the child (he is still a child) needs to understand that sometimes you cant joke around. Adulting does suck, but part of that is having the maturity to look out for the greater good.
Nope, as stated.
Proper punishment for this would be to send the figure back to China along with a profuse apology and send along the thiefs thumb as reparation.
Weekend plan is to turn off phone, curl into a fetal position, and come up with a good reason to keep relentlessly beating my head against the wall.
But you didn’t lose it, so it did its job.
It was purchased expressly because I was never able to find the remote. My father was so envious of it, I got him one for Christmas so he did not have to try and pry one out of my mothers sleeping hand during her naps, so he could watch what he wanted.
Also an excellent weapon. I need to get max value from my gadgets.
Not rich, just a problem solver. (They call me an “out of the box thinker”, but, its easy since I have never been IN the box.) I have to keep 2 or 3 remotes around just so I can find one of them. My “last resort one” is this:
My dad made us stand by the TV (also touching the rabbit ears so he got better reception) and flip between the 3 channels that we received.
I wonder if this (or any) remote solves the single biggest problem with remotes....finding it when it disappears. I want to say “Remote, where are you?” and have it tell me, “I am under the recliner again”.
I find it ironic that not only is it Valentines Day, but also Ash Wednesday, the first day of lent, so if you give your sweetie candy, she probably cant eat it for 40 days.
When you do eat, I bet it tastes better than usual, since forbidden fruit tastes the sweetest.
It is, and I am winning (so far) and finding where things are. No random restarts yet, but, its still early.
New computer, cant find anything, upgraded OS so I cant find anything, and cant find out how to find them. I love Mondays. I am ever perserverent so I will figure it out. I love a mystery, even if it drives me nuts.
She should have put it in her bra for the flight, which would have not only let the pet live, but would also have pretty much freaked out anyone who tried to grope her mid flight. Kill 2 birds with one hamster.
I meant the permanent residents had no chance of death (already have crossed the river Styx).
Zero chance of death.
I risked getting in trouble for listening to this at work, but it was totally worth it. Awesome and unexpected (which is the best combo).
Same thing happens to me, but its bourbon and not beetles.