I get up from my bedroom and walk into the living room (of course, it's not our current house, but the one that I grew up in). However, we still somehow have a TiVo. I pick up the remote, pick out my show and start watching. It's only then that I realize that my grandfather was sitting on the couch watching something that I've just interrupted ('cause he's gotten up and started storming off). I almost get up and apologize then I realize something.
He comes back into the room and starts yelling at me that I'm rude and that I always interrupt his shows like that. I tell him that he lost the remote control privilege when he DIED FOURTEEN YEARS AGO!