I have once again been the beneficiary of New and Improved Modern Technology™.
In the past, when baking stuff in the oven it has occasionally set off the smoke detector in the hallway. It eventually shut up, so no harm done.
But I had the smoke detectors replaced recently with new smoke+CO detectors, and the downstairs one went off when I was baking something. No worries, it eventually shut up. But in my usual walkaround checking up on things later on, I saw that the first-floor one was flashing red instead of the usual steady green.
I had to read through the instructions to figure out why. Turns out, this is a newfangled Modern Improvement™! The idea is, the alarm latches into alarm mode even after it shuts the fuck up so that the owner, possibly absent at the the time, or firefighters after the fact, can find the source of the alarm (the other interconnected ones don’t latch).
You apparently reset this condition by pressing the “test” button. Right. Understand what this means for me. Dragging a stepladder up from the basement, and trying to balance myself on it with high risk of falling off and breaking my neck.
Fortunately, rummaging around in the immediately adjacent closet, I found an umbrella with a sharp pointed end. I used it to push the test/reset button and, with a squawk like an angry parrot, the thing returned to normal.
I believe that Old Farts should be permanently equipped with canes and umbrellas as essential survival equipment!
Don’t worry. The next iteration of this design will have an app for that. You can reset the alarm latch from the comfort of your phone.
Of course every time there’s a power glitch and your router reboots, the alarms, all of them, will drop off your Wi-Fi and will need their physical buttons, all of them, pushed to reconnect. And they’ll each chirp once a minute until reconnected. Can’t be too safe!
I had Covid about 2 years ago. Haven’t had a very good sense of smell since. This morning my son asked if I smelled gas. Nope. Not at all. It turns out one of the burners was on but not lit and was spewing natural gas into the house. I apparently leaned against it while drinking my morning tea and managed to turn it on. Glad I didn’t kill us all. I have just purchased a gas detector.
Seriously, that’s a GTFO & call the FD. Every gas has an explosive range. If you get in that range & there’s any spark, including something like accidentally dropping a utensil it could be BOOM. FD has gas meters to tell if you’re in that bad range & big fans to help vent the house to, at the very least, get rid of the odor, even if it was below LEL.
Stupid over-sensitive smoke detectors. I’m trying to figure out converting corn tortillas to tostada shells. Set the stupid things off twice attempting frying, once with baking.
It was interesting to see this as I came here to rant about exactly the same thing!
My previous wired smoke detectors were so sensitive that the one near the kitchen kept going off so often that I got fed up and disconnected it. All the detectors were replaced a few months ago because the old ones had expired. I was hoping the new ones would be less sensitive. Nope.
The one near the kitchen has gone off twice recently. I don’t remember the cause of the first alarm, but the one last night was when I was baking battered fish, which releases a lot of hot oil. As soon as I opened the oven door to flip over the fish, off it went. There wasn’t even a hint of any visible smoke! I may have to unplug this one, too, if it becomes too much of a nuisance.
I took my cat Seven to the vet earlier today for her twice weekly subq fluids (she has kidney disease). She hates it and put up a fuss today as the tech tried to get her out of her carrier. I hate to go there but she really won’t cooperate at home. Anyway, I came in the office a bit ago and got on the computer. I realized I was smelling shit. Yep, she had taken a dump under my chair. Even better, I had rolled over it smushing it into the rug. Don’t tell me cats don’t get revenge.
Been there with my dearly departed old man cat. He also had kidney disease and I would take him to the vet twice weekly for fluids. They offered to train me on how to do it at home but I knew I wouldn’t be able to do it myself. It took two people in the office to hold him and one to poke him.
Anyways, he would get his revenge by throwing up as soon as we got home. And let me tell you, the tuna flavored special kidney food smells even worse after it came back up.
Someone asked me to be a shooter at a school shooting!
Let me rephrase that, the detective sargent asked me if I could photograph their upcoming school shooting scenario/training/drill. VERY unique photo op; however, I am unavailable.
You may recall my rants about so much fucking rain recently that I was looking up the plans for Noah’s ark and trying to figure out what a “cubit” was. Fortunately, all is better now! Why, it’s practically a drought!
Could you box that up and send it down this way? We’re in a drought here - the grass is crunchy, which is really not the way grass should be at this time of year.
Tire update: I found the nail. It’s located in the middle, between two treads. It appears to be a roofing nail, which isn’t surprising considering the construction boom around here.
Oh, and a minor pitting for people who don’t take ‘no’ for an answer when offered food is declined. There was a small ice cream social (yes, really) at work today, and I had to decline ice cream several times from one person serving before I quietly explained that it just doesn’t agree with me anymore.
It’s located in the middle, between two treads. It appears to be a roofing nail, which isn’t surprising considering the construction boom around here.
Honestly, if it had been a brand I like, and if I had any Lactaid with me, I would have gone for it.