I'm going to post my annual completely subjective best of/worst of 2010 list soon, but first, a tale of nerds at Christmastime.
So this year, I got Jeremy this little battery-operated fob thing that you can attach to your keys. In theory, if you lose your keys, all you have to do is whistle, and the key fob emits a cheerful beepbeepbeepbeep. And guess what? It actually works! Whenever Jeremy whistles, it blips on in a flurry of flashing lights and beeps loud enough to be heard from beneath a laundry pile. Awesome.
Unfortunately, the key-finder also thinks my voice sounds like a whistle and responds accordingly.
On top of the utter indignity of an inanimate object mistaking my voice for a whistle, I am one of those sad people who actually CANNOT whistle. And what else does the key-finder think sounds like a whistle? The ear-piercing screech of the horrible bat-dragon-snake things the Nazgul ride in Peter Jackson's Lord of the Rings movies. That's right. The foul-smelling, leather-winged mounts of the Ringwraiths.
Happy New Year!