There are only two possibilities
It will be found Xmas morning, during the unwrapping, by one of the offspring. “Oh thank you Mama Beck, my/ours just died the other day & I need to get a new one but you just can’t as all the stores are closed now. Oh, thankewthankewthankew!
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BTW, this clothing is the wrong size/not my style, could you exchange it for me?”
It’s the one place you would never dare to look for it. Deer camp. :eek:
You could use tin foil balls to make those AAA batteries fit your old remote that expects AAs. But the tin foil balls would make it even more attractive for the cats.
Cat #1 believed Cat #2 pooped a particularly large load and buried it deep in the litter pan. That’s where you will find the remote.
Apple TVs, at least the first few generations, came with this tiny 3-button remote that I must have lost every single day until I attached the damn thing to a 2x4 like a gas station bathroom key.
It wasn’t me, but I have a persistent grudge against TV remotes. I would prefer if I could somehow attach them to the TV by a long cord, preferably one connected to the TV’s power supply.
Or just put easily available buttons on the TV so you can change the channel.
My oooooollllllddd TV did not have this problem. We lost the remote, permanently, after quite a few years, and we could just push buttons on the TV to turn it on and change channels. We never tried to buy a universal remote to replace it.
The current TV (which I never watch) has a remote that is not only always getting lost, but gets mixed up with three other remotes for TVs we don’t have. I can’t even throw out the extra remotes because I don’t know which one operates the TV at my place. And, of course, if that remote’s batteries die, you’re out of luck if you didn’t keep extra batteries.
The attempts to control that TV with a smartphone were a total failure. It turns out (after spending money on a Chromecast) that our particular provider doesn’t provide that service at our location, and we would have to buy a satellite dish… which our building manager will not allow. I don’t care, but other people in the household do.
You need a toddler. My granddaughter makes a beeline directly for the remote when she comes into the living room. The kid has a serious addiction to Baby Shark videos. *(doo doo doo doo doo)
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So find yourself a little kid who has a video obsession. You’re welcome.
It’s in the beagle.
Everything is inside the beagle.
The only thing I’ve ever seen that a beagle wouldn’t eat was a green bean casserole with cinnamon.
We turn on our television maybe twice a year. The last time we tried (first Dem debate) the remotes were nowhere to be found, and I couldn’t figure out how to make the system work without remotes, so we skipped watching.
Weeks later i was chilly one morning and put my bathrobe on (something I very rarely do). The remotes were in my bathrobe pocket, where they’d sat for months.
Anyways, I just checked my robe pockets and your remote ain’t there.
Did your next door neighbor give you two carved wooden statues from the Philippines a few birthdays ago? If so, check behind the guy one. Worked for me.
I don’t have your remote, so sorry.
However, Mr VOW has an annoying (!) habit of SAVING every freakin’ remote we’ve ever owned. Maybe you can jerry-rig something? We have batteries!
Mr VOW also has saved keys, I think from when he was ten years old to this day. I understand his brothers do the same, so it must be genetic…
~VOW
My mother saves EVERYGDTHING.
Last night, she suddenly needed my help, because a family friend needs the motor home, and Ma had used it for storage.
I’m fighting a terrible cold. (Day 10.) Not inclined to be patient right now. But no, I didn’t want my parents climbing up and down the steps of the motor home, especially in the dark.
(Personally, I’d have made the family friend move boxes, because he needed the favor, but I’m mean.)
So, there we are, unloading a couple of dozen boxes from the RV, in the dark. Most of the boxes were textiles and similarly non-fragile things. The garden tractor was already hitched to a small trailer, so I said “cool, we’ll put the non-breakable items on the trailer, and I’ll back it under the car shed, and I’ll walk the fragile items to the shed.”
Ma: “No, just put everything on the trailer. If it breaks, it breaks.”
Me: “No, because if it breaks, you are going to carefully wrap the shards and tell yourself that it can be reglued, and I’m going to be shifting boxes of broken shit twice a year until I commit you to a nursing home.”
Ma: “… Oh, we’ve met.”
I had already been out to Mama’s on Saturday because Dear Old Dad hit the wrong input button on the remote, and was having a got-danged panic attack because the TV was broken. And Friday, because Ma couldn’t get her new phone to work.
And Tuesday, because Dad accidentally dropped his glasses and kicked them under the sofa that they can’t move. Shady Pines is looking like a good option.
This is why Roku invented the remote finder. There’s a button on the set-top box and when you press it, the remote starts beeping. I thought that was one of the best ideas they have come up with. Unfortunately it won’t help you find your non-Roku remote. The only sure way to do that is to buy a new one, at which point the old one will reappear.
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NO, that’s the worst thing she could do:eek::eek::eek: Here’s what will happen.
Beck will buy two remotes two replace the currently lost remote. One will be safely tucked away. At some point in the future, the remote in use will disappear. Beck will go to get the emergency back-up remote, which, of course, won’t be there. After a period of searching, Beck will give up, go to the store, and get another remote.
Shortly after that, ALL the remotes will turn up and Beck will have four. Immediately after that, Beck’s provider will introduce a new box, which will require a different remote, rendering all previous remotes obsolete.
My dad just called me, and he is PISSED.
Pa is legally and functionally blind. (Dry macular degeneration.) And I suspect that he’s in the early stages of dementia, but it’s too soon for a realistic differential diagnosis. But he wants to buy himself an ATV, because no one will let him drive.
Dad called my brother to ask him about using the land as collateral to buy an ill-advised vehicle. My brother threw me under the bus. I’m half-owner of the farm, and my brother owns the other half. My stake is because my brother owed me money that he couldn’t repay, so (after several years of stress,) I just suggested “look, sign over a half stake. That gives me collateral if I need it, and takes a little worry off you.” My mom was the only one who knew about the title change, and she and my dad still have a lifetime tenancy.
I yelled at my dad. Partly because “what part of BLIND do you not understand?!” Second, because my finances are not his concern. I own half of the farm, and his position doesn’t change. And thirdly? What kind of blind SOB calls his stepson to ask about a mortgage on the farm he/we have from my late father’s parents? That we bought from the estate? For a vehicle that would endanger my stepdad and all of his neighbors?
I swear, if the pond gets deep enough, I’m inclined to use it to conceal a body. Dad is lucky that we had a drought this summer.
(I’m truly just venting. I’ve been so lucky to have an amazing father, and an amazing stepfather. But my stepdad is driving us all insane.)
True, but you see, then she could lend the remotes to people who lose their remotes so their own remotes would reappear. Or if she’s particularly enterprising, she could rent out the remotes. She could make a fortune! 
Shall we call this…(wait for it!)…a “remote” possibility?
~VOW
BOO! HISS!
We’be now moved on from trying to be helpful and are essentially just trying to have beck do random things for our own amusement. 
I’m back from Wally-world, new remote in hand. I’ve already lost the sack with batteries. But found it quick, it was in a sack of colorful socks I bought for a Christmas present.
How long before I can expect to find the old one? I kinda don’t wanna go thru the reprogramming of this thing. And it’s too big. I may have to hold it with both hands to use it.
My decision making skills go out the window when I was faced with the Wall-o-remotes at the store. I ended up just looking at the price, closed my eyes and just grabbed one. Random guy sez “I like the way you shop, lady!”
I may keep watching the JLTV, they show some interesing old shows on there.
During the night the TV turned itself off. I’m trying to find the ‘on’ button.
This will eat up my whole day :smack: