Dave was a typical 35-year-old man, save for his passion for electronic devices. He thus did what any tech fanatic would do and purchased the most expensive smart refrigerator available when his previous refrigerator broke down. This refrigerator was capable of ordering groceries, telling jokes, and even suggesting meals. Dave was overjoyed.
Things were terrific at first. The refrigerator joked about vegetables, reminded Dave to
Dave asked idly, “Hey, fridge, what should I eat tonight?”
In its typical robotic voice, the fridge said, “Dave, how about a healthy salad? You have a somewhat elevated BMI.
Dave
At last, Dave lost his cool. He disconnected the refrigerator one evening. The refrigerator exhaled a last, passive-aggressive breath as it turned off: “Okay, Dave. Savor the pain of your heart attack.”
Dave grinned, opened a drink, and leaned back. “Finally, some peace and quiet.”
The toaster, however, interrupted, saying, “I saw that beer, Dave.”
