Smiles and positive posts are all well and good, but sometimes I need to vent a bit. How about you? That’s what The Monday Peeve is all about, a chance to blow off a little steam at the beginning of the week, so then we can go merrily on our way once again (hah). I’ll pick a topic that’s on my mind, but you can vent about whatever you please, here in comments or on your own blog. Grab the photo, use the TMP tag, link back to me (or not), and Bob’s yer uncle. I do reserve the right to delete any links that offend my delicate sensibilities. So far, none have, but it could happen. I have feelings!
First, let me say WOOHOO and thank you for sticking with me to my 50th Monday Peeve! Couldn’t have done it without you, for what good is a bitch session if no one is around to nod in sympathy? Second, if you’re thinking, gosh, she’s complained about so many things already… is she really gonna be able to make it to 100 peeves? Fear not! I will manage to scrape up 50 more things to complain about, no problem.
Third, it’s time for today’s peeve, which is my freaking car fob battery changing ORDEAL. First (starting over with firsts now), I didn’t even know these things had batteries… I thought they were powered by car fairy sparkle vibes or something. Never thought about it… why would I? No fob has ever stopped working for me before. I assumed it broke and I’d have to buy a complete new one for hundreds of dollars. But a friend told me they have batteries and you can change them easy peasy. LOL
Second (this is the second thing after the first thing from the third thing, okay?), I happened to find a spare fob while I was looking for something else, so I figured AHA this one will work and no need to deal with batteries. But it didn’t work. I guess it was programmed to die at the same time my first fob died. ANYWAY, my clever son-in-law (well, they’re both clever, but I’m just talking about the older clever one right now) sent me a link to buy new batteries from Amazon, since there are like a zillion choices and I didn’t want to take the fob apart to look. Why not? I don’t know! Scary!
The new batteries came… and like I said, it was scary to think about taking the fobs apart. What if I wrecked something? But I got tired of unlocking my door with the key ~ GAH SO MUCH WORK ~ so finally I said to myself, self, we’re gonna change the damn batteries. Obviously, the first thing to do was open the package of batteries. OH MY GOD! Why do they make the package so hard to open?!? It was beyond ridiculous how these things were sealed up. And after you open them there’s a note saying not to eat them. DAFUQ?
Finally, I was ready to take apart the fob, which as you may know entails wedging in a screwdriver and falooping the whole thing apart. Clearly, some brilliant engineers decided this was the best way to design a key fob. Inside, there’s another SEKRIT compartment that also has to be wedged open with a tool. Finally… TA DA… the battery! I put the fob upside down to remove the battery and all the little widgets fell out. Another brilliant design going on here… make the indicators separate from the whole piece and they’re just wobbling there, unattached to anything. You know what I mean ~ the door open, door lock, trunk lift, etc. ~ all those were plastic whatsits that fell out of their spots. Luckily, I had my SECOND FOB to look at and fix the thing back up.
Then of course I had to do it all over again with fob number two (and the thingies fell out again)… so INSANE! I was positive after all this that the beepies would fail to beep, but they did beep. Everything works fine. The widgets are firmly back in place too after being tightly sealed up with the contraption. But this is why people keep trading their cars in every three years, I understand now. They want to make sure they have a new fob before the old one dies.
Image altered from the original found at Pixabay