Back when I worked as a game tester, I remember there was one guy, nicknamed "Speaker Box," who would consistently refer to the stock PS2 DualShock 2, a wired controller, as a "remote."
"Hey Henry, this remote's not working."
For some reason, that always really ticked me off.
And why was it that he would complain to you if the remote wasn't working? Were you his supervisor? Or just the closest guy with a pair of ears?
Because I was the only one fool enough to offer him some advice when he was starting out, instead of simply hazing him.
In this case, my advice was to get another controller from the box and put the malfunctioning one on the center table (where no one would do anything about it).
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