My life is filled with never-ending moments of button pushing.
There is always another button to push!
When I was a kid the only button I ever pushed was my Mother's!
Maybe you turned on the TV with a button, if you didn't have the switch type.
Everything had a switch!
Now, it's buttons on the TV remote, computer, air-conditioner, rice-cooker, hot-water thermos, laundry machine, bank machine, phone, blah, blah, blah, .......
The worst for me is: the heaters in my place.
No central heating, so I have kerosene heaters that need reassurance that I am still conscious every 2 hours.
The warning music is painful; the physical act of getting up and pushing those damn buttons makes me feel like a rat in one of those lab experiments.
If the heater gave me something when I pushed the button, other than heat, it would be better!
Maybe a peanut or two would be nice.
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