Wackyfish

We love jokes in this house. Love love love them!
Puns, clever and whitty jokes, bad jokes, and even… the practical joke.
In fact I am famous (in my household) for the “rubber band on the dish sprayer” joke. It’s always a crowd pleaser. Unless of course you have to be the wet victim… then I hear it’s not so funny.
Tonight however it is my father who gets the “Best practical joke” award.

Several weeks ago my father installed a fancy under-the-counter Stereo thing in the Kitchen for my mother. We love it. It has a radio with all these pre-sets, a CD player and a clock. Plus in the location he installed it, it gets great reception. KQED comes in perfectly.

Earlier this evening my parents and I were in the kitchen getting dinner ready. At some point my mother asked “Why aren’t we listening to NPR?” (I don’t spend any time in the kitchen really without NPR.) So I said something like “They have been telecasting the Alito hearings all day, and it just depressed me to keep listening to them, so I turned it off.” “Well they should be over now. Let’s see!” she piped up.
She turned on the brand new fancy radio and tried to find KQED (88.5 FM in case you were wondering). It is set as the first pre-set station. However whenever she hit the pre-set button, it would skip to the next station or switch to the AM band or maybe just turn itself off all together. After a minute I went over to help her and we both began frantically hitting buttons and trying to figure out WHY we couldn’t get it to work. This frantic button pushing and wacky maneuvering went on for about five minutes before we noticed my father giggling behind us.
It turns out he had the fancy remote… and was messing with us the whole time. (We had forgotten all about the fancy remote. It has a magnet on it and is kept on the refrigerator. He had subtly grabbed it and every time we pushed one button, he would push another.)
I would be upset, but I was laughing too hard.