Like a trained monkey
My office has one of those automatic motion sensing light switches. Now, I approve of saving energy (though just now: how much do they actually save? The detector is on all the time…), but our office has become some sort of psychology experiment.
See, it wouldn’t normally be a problem except that they feel the need to cram four of us in here with some creative office logistics. My desk faces directly into the back of a set of shelves, which effectively hide me from view of the doorway. They also effectively hide about half of the room from the light switch. So every twenty minutes or so the lights go out and and I obediently shuffle over and wave my arms around. Do you know what that means? Thats right…
It’s on.
When you start salivating on command, that’s when you start worrying…
This sounds like a job for a mechanical device. Perhaps Jacques should lend you his roomba. Cleans the floor and moves about, triggering the sensors!
I have a solution to this problem. What you need is one of those little glass bobble birds that dips its head like a pendulum. They work for a few hours so that you’d have to activate the switch yourself far less often. All you need is a small mounting track that you can place in front of the sensor.