after long days staring at screens, i started browsing eye massagers. the RENPHO range includes wearable devices with massage functions, and some models offer heat or vibration modes. it looked like a little futuristic visor. my husband said it resembled a device used by movie villains to read secret government files.
i joked that if a gadget could deliver a few peaceful minutes without asking what was for dinner, it deserved a medal. he took the joke personally and announced that he, too, could help me relax. i pointed out that his usual relaxation strategy involved asking me where the television remote had gone.
he proposed a competition between himself and the gadget. the judging criteria would include comfort, quietness, reliability, and the ability to stop talking during a ten-minute break. he complained that the last category was unfair because the machine didn't talk. i told him he had finally understood its competitive advantage.
of course a wearable massager isn't a replacement for rest or eye care, and comfort varies by model and person. i would check the fit and features before buying. but the comedy of the situation remained irresistible: a charging cable had somehow become a household romantic rival, and it hadn't even asked for an anniversary gift.
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