oh my god you made me laugh so hard. My husband had this habit of of sitting down when I was watching something on TV and just randomly channel surfing like I wasn't even there. I told him I thought it was rude but wasn't getting anywhere.

Finally one day I had enough, snatched the remote out his hand, walked out the front door and threw it out. Turns out I had a better throwing arm then I thought. It sailed out into the middle of the street and smashed to pieces

It kind of escalated and he grabbed my by the arm and insisted I go out and pick it up. I got triggered and told him to unhand me and if he EVER laid a hand on me in anger again that we would be in the speed lane to divorce court.

He went out and picked up the pieces. Being the stubborn man he is he super glued it back together and the damn thing still works. Now we have this Frankenstein remote. We could get a new one, but we keep it to remind ourselves that little things can get really annoying if not addressed.