Posted 19 August 2005 - 07:06 AM
I don't have a microwave because I couldn't find one that didn't beep at me. It was bad enough when the bloody things binged at you but now they beep. They can't do a sort of I've finished beep. Oh no, they've got to do this dramatic beep beep beep thing. The worst are those that pause for a few monents before hassling you with a more urgent beep beep beeeeeeep. Look you jumped up little clock, I'll decide when I open the door and just because you can make really unpleasant scrambled egg quite fast is no excuse for telling me when to open the door.
Actually, I hate anything that beeps. If you are going to give me feedback then give me some sort of visual feedback. A light on the button I've just pressed or even better some sort of tactile feeback. Don't ever beep at me. Ever. Mobile phones have "key tones" which I think is wonk speak for "bastard annoying beeping". Why do they beep? What does that achieve? There is a screen that you can read. I can see if the number has come up on the screen. I don't need you beeping at me. Clicks are just as bad. When a PDA comes out of the box it clicks when you touch the screen. What for? I don't need to be told that I've touched the screen. That would be made obvious because you would have done what I asked you to do when I touched the screen. If you haven't done it then I'll assume that I have for some reason missed the screen.
All cars they build now beep and bing and bong at you. Christ, even the VX has a helpful lights on warning buzzer. Oh wonderful. There's a little green light on the switch to tell me the lights are on. I don't need this nasty jarring sound ever time I open the door at night. If you are that concerned just turn the bloody lights off with the ignition? But the VX is a lightweight in this department. You've left your keys in the ignition, your door is open, it's a bit cold outside, you're exceeding the speed limit, you're in the wrong gear, you aren't wearing your seatbelt and I'm telling. Mum, mum, Jim isn't wearing his seatbelt. Make him wear his seatbelt.
You little twat. Anything that could be replaced with a Travelcard is in no position to tell me what to do. If I want to leave my lights on then I will, I won't wear my seatbelt and to be honest the longer those bloody awful scrambled eggs stay in the microwave the better so I'm not going to open the bloody door. You made them so you can bloody keep them.