March 2, 2013
Beep…Beep…Beep
There are plenty of annoying noises in this life. Fingernails on the chalkboard. Someone’s crying baby in the restaurant or
movie. False bravado of some singers (Pick a note and stick with it!..I
digress). There are LOTS of annoying
sounds to say the least. I’ve come to
despise all the “beeps” in my house.
Invariably, the “beep” means work for me, and I need NO help finding or
accumulating work. With five hungry and
demanding boys, one super-sexy husband, and two worthless dogs in the home, I
have more than enough work. I don’t need
some stupid beep to remind me there’s more or it’s time to end my 32-second
break and get up again!
1.
Triple
beep, beep, beep…Stupid alarm clock. Day or night, it beeps way too
soon! Every 9 minutes until I curse myself awake, unready to face the day, not
enough sleep again. When it’s Jerry’s
alarm, I ordinarily threaten his life if he doesn’t silence it! His is easily 10x more annoying than mine,
probably because it’s not meant to wake me up but it does!
2.
Beep….it sounds more like a little “tootle-loo”
type of beep, but I hate it. The Washer
and Dryer! To me it says, “Get up,
heifer, and take these clothes out! More
loads await!” There is a never-ending pile to sort, wash, dry, fold, put away. Jerry offered to nerd it up and change the “ringtone”
on it. He offered to make it a Bon Jovi
song….My response, “Why would you want to make me hate a Bon Jovi song?!”
3.
Beeeppp…..it’s the dishwasher. The piece-of-crap “quiet” dishwasher becomes
noisy as it beeps to tell me it’s done. Some
days, I can breathe and say, “(Insert teenage boy name here)…dishes are done!” But, then I have to hear then clanking around
as they inefficiently put the dishes away, take too long to do it, and slam
cabinets shut! But, more often than not,
that annoying beep is saying, “Get off your butt and unload me. There’s a sink full waiting to be washed and
rinsed inadequately!”
4.
BBBEEEPPP…. It’s the danged Omnipod! (For those who don’t know, that’s my sons’
insulin pump). Invariably, a pod that is full of over 100 units of insulin will
fail, wasting over half the insulin (I’ve learned to salvage some of it). Such failure, typically when placed on a boy’s
leg, is caused by such egregious acts like walking down the stairs or putting
on one’s seatbelt. This dreaded NON-STOP
screech forces me to get up and respond immediately. If I don’t, my boy isn’t getting insulin…the
one substance that he needs to keep him ALIVE.
See the urgency here? I have to get up, right away, and amend the
situation. The only therapy is that I can take my aggression against diabetes
on the failed pod. Trash can, hammer,
freezer. Whatever it takes to feel a
little better and stop the insane beep.
5.
Beep, beep, beep…..Yep, it’s that
danged Omnipod again. Reminding me,
because clearly I’m an idiot and can’t keep track of time, that it is time to
change the pod (within 4 hours). Like an amorous husband, it won’t stop
demanding (and beeping) until it gets the acknowledgement and relief it
wants. Another reminder of work to come.
6.
Does the phone ringing count? I say…yes.
It’s not a beep, but it’s a ring that invariably occurs once all the
other beeps have been answered and acknowledged. And, I have to get up from the chair that
isn’t even warm yet.
7.
Beeeepppp….Another one? Yep, another one. Wait, this one is good. It’s the magic beep saying my coffee is
ready. The coffee maker has redeemed all
the other beeping appliances as it delivers what I need to survive and have the
energy to contend with all the other beeps.
Sweet, delicious, black joy in my cup…mixed with milk, creamer, and
whipped cream. What beeps? Did you hear a beep?
For any engineers out there, can you be more creative in
designing the alerts on your appliances in the future? How about a beluga sound? Dog barking?
Owl screeching? Grenade
exploding? A foreign language? Be
creative! Not the same stupid beep, all
the time.
Rhonda
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