When I drive my car I am normally in the driver’s seat – inside the car.
I have found that to be the best place to be if I want to control the vehicle, see clearly, and control the radio.
I’m not sure how the rest of you drive your cars, but I’d bet that most of you drive from the seat with that big round wheel in front of it, even if the wheel is on the wrong side of the car.
I tried a couple of times to drive from the passenger seat. It did not go well.
I’ve even tried to drive from the backseat. That elicited foul words and a slap or two when I was younger.
This holiday season we had a local auto audio shop advertising sound systems (formerly known as stereos) for cars. High end sounds systems. Sound systems that costs mega amounts of money. Installed sound systems. Sounds systems complete with remote controls.
For an auto audio?
Are you serious?
Just where do you guys think the person driving the vehicle with your super, mega, sound system is going to be that he would need a remote control?
Ohhhh, it’s for the guys in the backseat.
I don’t know about you but if someone in the backseat were to change the station on my radio while I’m driving, I’d be stopping and doing some serious ass whooping.
Backseat people can be courteous like everyone else and request a change of music.
I, being the sweet gentle southern woman that I am, can change, or tell them to go to hell or get out of the vehicle. I always like to provide them with options.
I can hear you now. You are thinking that this remote control thing is for the video screens in the car. Remember, the advertisement said audio system complete with remote, not video system.
Either way, I ask you to stop for just a minute and think about the remote control for the video device in your home.
It is a power tool.
It is worshipped.
It is coveted.
It is often lost.
Christmas Day at my parent’s house will normally see 30 or 40 different people coming and going at various times. My sister Roxanne spent the entire day there this past year. She was witness to the most amazing gravitational pull or magic force ever. Each person, upon entering the house and hugging and kissing those already there immediately found the “remote control” for the video device in my parent’s home and changed the viewing selection to something they preferred. They would then wander off to visit with the other 30 people there, completely ignoring those in front of the video device. The new video selection would remain until the next visitor appeared, normally about 1 to 2 minutes later. Thus it went from 9 a.m. until after I left around 4 p.m.
Transfer that scenario to your car.
A car is smaller.
There is a lot more anger in a car due to traffic, idiot drivers, texting, cell phones, weather, and other passengers.
Would you want a remote control for anything in your car?
Well, ok. A remote control for vocal volume would be nice. But only if the driver gets control of the thing.
Which brings up another point.
I would never arrive on time anywhere. I would be spending most of my normal travel time trying to locate the remote control device. The vehicle might be smaller than a home but I’m sure there are just as many, if not more, places for it to be lost, including but not limited to outside the vehicle.
The very wise(ass) people who produced this commercial thought the remote control would be a huge selling feature. I hope they were successful. I doubt they were.
Anyone who has ever driven a car or held a remote control knows the mix of these two things is like putting idiots in charge of the world.
Oh wait. That’s already been done. And look how that turned out.
From the life and mind of:
Wanda M. Argersinger
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