Crikey! Rob. How could you allow such a trivial thing to affect your sense of euphoria? Sounds like you need to read a bit on Buddhism and get your priorities right.
With the right attitude you could have enhanced your euphoria and had a good laugh at the absurd complexities of modern appliances.
Ray,
Don't tell me about the Buddha: we lived in India, remember, and my mother was an avoid reader and seeker after knowledge, and, consequently, had a lot of Christmas Humphreys hangin' aboot the hoos, as she did of lives of artists. (Maybe she was more to blame for what became of me than my
Vogue-collecting aunt!) Further, as I am already reduced to being somewhat of a sedentary creature due to circumstances slightly beyond my control (read Internet, not to mention cardio-vascular adventures), emulating the teachings of the wise one, were I indeed seduced into following his way, would turn me into an even more sedentary person, but of amplified girth - see The Man himself.
But as surely as the blues follow the highs (unless you argue the valid point that the blues can also be highs) my Wizard misfortune might have blossomed into yet another bout of euphoric glee: rummaging in my box of old flash accessories gathered over a lifetime, I came across an old - naturally - and very long extension lead, at one end of which is fixed, yep, in real, visible material, the very female connection I need! This can either be bought anew - if available somewhere, or I am willing to have the existing piece of extension altered at the other end to have the mini-jack plug the Wizard demands fitted, giving me an even better and more versatile variable! If the length isn't too much for the power available...
Peace.
Rob