5 Ways to Ruin Your Robot
I got a Roomba for Christmas! We named her Rosie in honor of the robot in The Jetsons. (Interestingly Rosie was a robot that used a vacuum to clean the house – quite a different concept from the Roomba). Rosie is my very own vacuuming drone designed to make my life easier. Now I laze around on the couch eating Doritos, reading a book while my minions clean up after me (whoops sorry, that was my fantasy world taking over).
In reality I turn Rosie on whenever I have time to run around and pick up our life debris from the floor. Sometimes I am frantically running in front of her clearing her path. I also turn her on when we go to bed hoping I will wake up to a transformed house, or at least gleaming floors.
More often than not, I wake up and spend 5-10 minutes searching for her and whatever trouble she has gotten in to.
I love Rosie, but she has had a difficult time adjusting to our house. As much as I try, I cannot seem to protect her from harm. So far, we have encountered the following problems:
1) Ribbons, strings, jump ropes, dog leashes, any long line. Every time I think I have cleared these items out of the room, Rosie picks them up. They wrap and twist themselves around her little wheels causing an awful grinding noise.
The other night I lost Rosie and found her in Number 4’s room all wrapped up in a white ribbon.
2) Black lab puppies. I thought Rosie was safe. Maggie, our 6 month-old black lab puppy had left her alone for a week and a half. But last night I caught Maggie batting Rosie around, chasing her under a chair and trying to get her teeth around her. It may have had something to do with the fact that earlier in the day Rosie had grabbed Maggie’s leash – while it was still attached to her!
3) Number 3’s room. Rosie is not allowed in Number 3’s room, but no matter how many times I tell the kids to keep the door closed, she ends up
in there. Number 3 is a hoarder. He has collections of rocks, sticks, shiny things, string (see Number 1) and anything he thinks he can repurpose into his creations.
He is also an avid Lego fan and the floor of his room is littered with little Lego land mines that cause excruciating pain when stepped on (especially in the middle of the night). They also stop up Rosie’s wheels when she tries to pick them up.
4) Half steps. I thought Rosie would stay away. I thought the lip of the half step would be enough to cause her to turn around and go away – but I was wrong. Rosie valiantly tried to get over the step until I heard “Beep, beep. Move Roomba to a new location.” And there she was, caught on the lip unable to pull herself in either direction. Poor girl!
5) Not reading the instructions. I had been using Rosie for about a week and a half before I read the cleaning instructions. It said to clean the wheels after every 3 uses! Let’s see, I average about 4-5 uses a day, so that should have been about 13-16 cleanings. Oh no – I hadn’t even done it once! Luckily Rosie comes with a nice little tool to clean the brushes and cut away any stray hairs or string that may have been caught. Little did the maker’s of the tool know that I needed to cut away a fish net’s worth of string.
I’m hoping that Rosie’s initiation into our house is over and she will find it much easier to cope with our mess.
Either that, or she will have me trained real soon!