My wife uses one of those fancy-ass electric toothbrushes.
She swears by it and is constantly telling me I need to open my mind and give it a try.
But for me, it just seems like an unnecessary gadget for gadgets sake.
You know one of those things you really don’t need, like a quesadilla maker or a smartphone controlled doggy water dispenser or a “smart” trash can.
I mean I have been brushing my teeth for quite a while now and at my last dental appointment I was complimented for the condition of my teeth.
And I was also doing a pretty nice job with my “analog” bicycle pump. My tire pressure targeting skills seemed to be doing just fine. Or so I thought, until the Fumpa arrived in my life.
It was my wife, once again, who pushed us into the future. It turns out she had been stopping in at the local bike shop to have them air up her tires while I was out of town.
Now, while I’m super grateful for their excellent customer service, I started to wonder how to future proof her tire pressure issues, just in case she needed air at a time the shop might not be open.
So I did some googling, threw down my credit card and the Fumpa arrived into our lives.
This little red box is nothing short of miraculous.
It charges with a standard USB cable, it fits firmly onto your presta valve and the pressure readout is clear and precise.
My wife finds the gadget to be overly noisy and the vibrations to be off-putting. She still has not completely adjusted to these peculiarities and thus it is not the perfect pump, but it has all but eliminated her trips to the local shop for a top-off.
And as for me, I’ve switched almost completely over to the Fumpa for my tire pressure needs, but I’m still stubbornly scrubbing on my pearly whites the old fashioned way. You can teach an ol’ dog the occasional new trick, but you can’t make him brush his teeth with one of those new fangled contraptions.