I was watching television this weekend and I heard this beeping going off in the kitchen, the first thing I thought of was the smoke detector going off so I meandered into the kitchen and checked everything out. By the time i got to the kitchen, the beeping had stopped and I couldn't smell any smoke so I went back to watching my movie but I kept hearing a beep every minute or so.
I knew that the type of smoke detector that was in my house was the type that took a few minutes to reset itself. I kept watching Kill Bill and about 10 minutes later I was really getting pissed off that the beeping continued. I paused the movie, ran out to the kitchen, un-hooked the smoke detector, and went back to Uma. The beeping continued. Knowing a little about electronics, I knew that the capacitors could hold a charge after the batteries were removed. About 20 minutes later I was really getting pissed because I could still hear the beeping. So I got so mad, I went out and grabbed a pair of wire cutters and cut the fucking speaker off the smoke detector and left it sitting on the counter. Confident i was victorius I sat back down and heard
"beep".
Now I was fucking red. I listened to that fucking "beep" about three more times and got a hammer and pounded the shit out of the fucking smoke detector on the counter (while I was pounding I heard "beep"). It was really getting me mad. I sat back down and un-paused the movie and sure enough "beep". I had the wire cutters in my hand and I went out (curious to see what the hell could still be running it) and cut all the little parts into pieces, and put half into a little plastic container and half left on the counter. I took half the parts over to the living room thinking if it beeps I know it's these, and half the parts I left on the counter knowing it would be them.
Fuck you, I win.
In moments I heard the parts in the kitchen, "beep". So I took them into the living room and spread them on the table, staring at them, saying to myself, "the fucking part that beeps, will get smashed" Not three seconds later, the parts I just had, now on the counter in the kitchen beeped. I was furious. I thought to myself, "this smoke detector is fucking possessed". I brought all the parts into the living room and layed them out on the coffee table. I was staring at them, just waiting for one of them to beep so I coulds mash the shit out of it All of a sudden, I hear "beep", but it was coming from the kitchen. I walked out there, all freaked out. I just waited.. and waited.. it seemed like hours but was only 30 seconds later, I heard the mystifing "beep" coming from my friends jacket. I looked in the jacket and it was his beeper that he had left there by accident.
All I could do was take my hammer and beat the ever living shit out of it, because it was me who paged him. The replacement fee was $79.99, but it was worth it.
I knew that the type of smoke detector that was in my house was the type that took a few minutes to reset itself. I kept watching Kill Bill and about 10 minutes later I was really getting pissed off that the beeping continued. I paused the movie, ran out to the kitchen, un-hooked the smoke detector, and went back to Uma. The beeping continued. Knowing a little about electronics, I knew that the capacitors could hold a charge after the batteries were removed. About 20 minutes later I was really getting pissed because I could still hear the beeping. So I got so mad, I went out and grabbed a pair of wire cutters and cut the fucking speaker off the smoke detector and left it sitting on the counter. Confident i was victorius I sat back down and heard
"beep".
Now I was fucking red. I listened to that fucking "beep" about three more times and got a hammer and pounded the shit out of the fucking smoke detector on the counter (while I was pounding I heard "beep"). It was really getting me mad. I sat back down and un-paused the movie and sure enough "beep". I had the wire cutters in my hand and I went out (curious to see what the hell could still be running it) and cut all the little parts into pieces, and put half into a little plastic container and half left on the counter. I took half the parts over to the living room thinking if it beeps I know it's these, and half the parts I left on the counter knowing it would be them.
Fuck you, I win.
In moments I heard the parts in the kitchen, "beep". So I took them into the living room and spread them on the table, staring at them, saying to myself, "the fucking part that beeps, will get smashed" Not three seconds later, the parts I just had, now on the counter in the kitchen beeped. I was furious. I thought to myself, "this smoke detector is fucking possessed". I brought all the parts into the living room and layed them out on the coffee table. I was staring at them, just waiting for one of them to beep so I coulds mash the shit out of it All of a sudden, I hear "beep", but it was coming from the kitchen. I walked out there, all freaked out. I just waited.. and waited.. it seemed like hours but was only 30 seconds later, I heard the mystifing "beep" coming from my friends jacket. I looked in the jacket and it was his beeper that he had left there by accident.
All I could do was take my hammer and beat the ever living shit out of it, because it was me who paged him. The replacement fee was $79.99, but it was worth it.
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