We checked into a hotel on Saturday and the TV had the typical thing where it was like "Welcome, Alice!" along with a loop of obnoxious ads about the hotel chain and my hotel ritual is turning that off ASAP, but the remote was nowhere to be found.
At that point, my husband started looking behind and under everything and essentially crawling around on the hotel room floor until he found the remote under the bed.
It was really small and basic, but I also have a Roku remote that's kiiiiind of similar so I started smashing all of the buttons trying to turn off the damn TV, but nothing happened and it was at that moment that everything clicked and I was like "oh no is this a remote for someone's sex toy?" and then Google lens confirmed my theory.
I immediately placed it in a tissue and went down to the lobby to tell reception what I found and to trade that remote for a real TV remote, but I can't stop thinking about what I may have been doing to the poor person in possession of the other half while I was smashing all of those buttons.
