My television remote has not been working for five days. It is driving me crazy. Somewhere someone in the building unplugged something and my screen went fuzzy for an hour. Paranoid it was me, I tried to reset the remote (bonus, I still have my manual), except doing so made it totally inoperable. Even after multiple attempts to restore it.
I now have to walk up to the television to change the channels. What am I, a cavewoman?
Of course this could be the Universe's way of telling me to turn off the TV and go expand my horizons by reading Moby Dick. However I'm going with the much-more-logical possessed remote theory.