old-school irony

I recently purchased a 1969 'Lady Remington' electric razor on ebay. My best friend had had one when we were growing up, and I liked its feminine design - light blue on white with little '60's-style stars... and those long-legged models in the owner manual... perfect!

I took it out of its elegant white-with-satin-interior box, unraveled the cord, and plugged it in.

Nothing. Dead.

I was so disappointed! I unplugged the cord, and sat staring resignedly at the razor.

But wait... was there a way to get inside it? There was!
And it was just a loose connection; easily soldered back in place.

Later, happily shaving my legs, I reflected that the manufacturers of that Lady Remington probably didn't imagine that their lady consumers would ever be pulling their product apart and playing around with wires and soldering irons to get it working again. ;-)