You discover that you have control over a certain thing, as determined by spinning this wheel. We’re talking full-on magical girl/superhero/supervillain/your label of choice control.
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On my first day in Germany I got to my hotel and I couldn’t get the lights to turn on. And I was like “Eh, fuck it, I’ll just take a shower in the dark.” And then the shower wouldn’t get hot. I waited and waited and it stayed ice cold.
So I go down to the front desk and I’m like “My lights won’t turn on and my shower won’t get hot” so they send this guy up with me. We get into the room and I flick the switch and nothing happens so I’m like “See?”
And he goes “You must put your card in the slot.”
“I… what? I have to put my room card in the light switch?”
“Of course!”
Now I have been in many hotels in the US and never encountered this concept, but apparently it was something most of their guests already knew. So I’m looking like a fool at this point. I feel like an idiot. The dude is fully grinning at me. I put the card in the slot and voila, the light turns on.
Then he’s like “Ok, let’s see if the shower works. You know you must wait for the hot water?” and I just know he’s thinking I’m an idiot who also can’t use a shower. This stupid American can’t wait for the hot water! She can’t even use a light switch or a shower!
And I guess he was distracted by these thoughts of my stupidity, because this dude fully stepped into the shower. In his nice dress shirt and slacks. He just. Gets into the shower.
And turns it on.
Have you ever seen a playing field get leveled instantaneously
