Are you sure you didn’t get Chicken Of The Sea?
“Hmmm, checks wifi to see if any neighbors have an unsecured bathroom scale on-line. Drat, I could have had some fun
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Looks interesting. I haven’t seen those pouches but I never really looked for them. I enjoy a tuna salad sandwich once in a while, but the problem with the tuna salad I get from the deli, although it’s very good, is that it has a very limited shelf life. According to Starkist, the pouches will keep for a couple of years without refrigeration.
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On a different topic, one of the downsides to living in an otherwise pleasant and peaceful small town is that severe weather sometimes leads to power outages. We just had a severe thunderstorm last night and the power went out about 1:30 AM as lightning flashed and thunder roared. I was in the middle of watching a movie but fortunately was watching on my tablet while cozily in bed, so wasn’t particularly put out. I had a short nap and continued on with another movie, hoping the battery would hold out until the power came back, which it did around 5:30 AM.
There is a scene in Newhart in which George the handman plays a trick on Stephanie, the beautiful petite housemaid who is obsessed with her appearance, by tinkering with her bathroom scale so it reads much more than the correct weight. A little while later, a shriek of incredible horror is heard from upstairs!
I’m of the opinion that anyone with any sort of “smart” appliance that communicates with the internet deserves to be hacked, and deserves everything they get!
There was a post floating around Twitter of a woman on a work trip when her home scale reported a weight of 130. Oops for the husband, who presumably weighs more than that.
Busted!
I’ve certainly weighed non-human things on my (non-internet) bathroom scale other than me. But nothing that heavy. And usually by weighing me with and without holding the thing then taking the difference.
If that happened to me I could at least try to blame the housekeeper. But only if the reading happened at the right time of day and day of week. Which it probably would not. Especially not if it really was some woman other than my steady.
I once used a 22 lb bag of cat food as a test of my scale’s accuracy (the scale wasn’t as much of a liar as I’d thought, but we still have a difficult relationship). I’ve done the “weigh with and without holding something” bit quite a few times when trying to weigh cats, who are smaller than my scale will register if I just plop them on it (it has a 20 lb minimum).
I can deal with the smart thermostat wanting an app, but would rather not have other household appliances deciding they need to clutter up the storage on my phone.
We’ve had threads or side convos on it before, but many modern scales seem to hold your recent readings and will keep displaying the same one until your weight changes enough. Essentially masking day to day variation.
It became obvious to me when I was weighing myself every morning right after wakeup. Day to day the difference was 1-3 lbs vs yesterday, but over the course of weeks my weight was steady within a ~5 lb range. So a slow random variation across a stable range.
Then I got a new scale and suddenly my weight was absolutely the same to a tenth of a pound from day to day to day to day. Then would jump 2+ lbs (up or down) & be some other value day after day after day until it suddenly jumped up or down 2+ lbs again. WTF?
I eventually realized I could fool it and thereby force it to tell me the truth by keeping a 3+ lb weight near the scale. Hop on, see yesterday’s number. Hop off, pick up the weight, hop on. See revised number. Hop off, set down the weight, hop back on. See another revised number: today’s actual number which is some minor (<2 lb) difference from the weight it showed me just 2 minutes ago on the first weighing.
I assume their goal was to reduce the anxiety they thought people experience over random daily fluctuations. I didn’t have that, but I sure had anger over what they did do. Of course the instruction booklet made no mention of this “feature”.
So yeah, weighing cats might have been helping you to more accurate weights for yourself.
When the bathroom at work was redecorated, someone decided to replace the clunky old clinical scale with an ocean-themed one, presumably from Amazon. The thing is off by about -20 pounds.
So the power was out most of last night (well, technically for about 4 hours very early this morning) due to a raging thunderstorm.
So now I’m looking at the forecast because it’s pissing rain again, and I see another fucking YELLOW ALERT for “severe thunderstorms” for the second fucking night in a row, and again with hail warnings. I have never in my life experienced strong thunderstorms for two fucking days in a row. Am I on Venus?
My new car has been sitting in the driveway being rained upon for two days now because the weather looked nice when I parked it and I figured it would be fine out there. Wrong!
At least it didn’t get hailed on like the Sebring did during a freak hailstorm. I went out in my dressing gown and pulled the car into the garage to get it the fuck out of this freak weather, because the possibility of large hail was once again in the forecast. The forecast for the rest of the week? Well, you know the old expression about how April showers bring May flowers? We’re due for one hell of a fuckload of May flowers, along with probably a lot of flooded basements.
Good thinking! A fuckload of Mayflowers (the colonists’ ship) might be handy to rescue all the people who’re gonna be flooded out.