A particular instance in which my little 'problem' got me into a pickle was this:
One very early morning, I was picking up my friend, Katie, to go shopping in San Francisco. Her fiance happened to be sleeping downstairs in the family room just off the kitchen. I had let myself in the house with the stealth of a ninja. Katie saw me downstairs and had to get a few things before we left. As Katie was upstairs getting last minute essentials, I was snooping around the kitchen. That's when I saw it. A little stuffed hamster ironically dressed like a ninja. 'Awwww, how cute!' I thought, as I picked up the furry toy to continue my appraisal. 'Hmmm... there seems to be a button on his cute little paw. A BUTTON?!?! I NEED to press that button now!!!' So, yes, the button was pressed. The result? A very loud dancing hamster singing, 'Everybody was Kung Fu fighting'. Ahhhhh! I kept pushing the button to get the hamster to be quiet, but repeatedly pressing the button only made the hamster sing louder. So loudly that the sleeping fiance woke up. Not only did that not-so-stealth-ninja wake the person sleeping downstairs, but the noise was so loud, that it carried upstairs and woke up the upstairs patrons as well. As a joke, I did receive that EXACT hamster for Christmas the following year. I still have it. I still press the button every time I see it. The batteries have been replaced twice.
We have been having quite a few parties at our house lately. Someone left this in the guest room:Did you notice the innovative design? You know, the button? Well, you guessed it... I pressed the button... I also failed to notice the nozzle was directed at my face... namely my left eye... typing is a little difficult with the use of one eye.