Today’s subject is heated car seats. I guess I appreciate
the guy who invented the heated car seat, but sometimes I think there needs to
be some limitations on that gadget. I don’t mind heating up my own seat to a
certain extent or especially the passenger seat if I’m bringing home a Marco
Pizza or some Colonel Sanders to eat while I watch the debate, but, like the rear window
defogger, the seat heater really needs to have an automatic turn off at some
point.
I’ve learned from experience that it can be dangerous to get
into a car with a preheated seat. It’s something you rarely worry about but
I’ll be looking for it next time. A few weeks ago this guy picked me up to take
me to a meeting and the previous person in the car had apparently left the seat
heat on the “Broil” setting. After a
mile or two the heat caused me to fall asleep. I woke up to the ever so slight smell
of burning flesh, and by the time I time I realized what was going on I was
medium rare. Painful, embarrassing, and dangerous!
I think a roller coaster with a heated seat theme would go
over big at Cedar Point. Call it “Ride
Through Hell”. Heat the seats hotter and hotter throughout the ride, and then
douse everyone with water at the end. Of course, they’ll want to make sure the
automatic turn off is working to avoid electrocution.
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