My wife always takes the remote, and ends up flipping through the channels like a mad man until proudly proclaiming later that there’s nothing on. “OK, maybe not to you,” I always think. “But I’m sure there’s some I’d enjoy.” Then it immediately gets either a) Turned Off, or b) Turned on to one of the shows on TLC (Trading Spaces, While you Were Out, etc… . ).
But I think all my problems would be solved if I just had the remote scrambler. Granted, that’s obviously a site designed for women — I mean, look at all the pink on the site, as well as the fluffy mouse or adoring boyfriend. Men are never supposed to be at the site, but it could be pink and covered with jewels and even made out of tampons, and I’d still use the damn thing.