![]() ![]() “Dear God …” As she said this, the paperclip’s eyes darted cunningly from side to side. “That’s an ersatz concierge?” Manda whispered after a shocked silence. Instead I shrugged and said, “Why not?” The dazzling, octodimensional projection instantly transformed into a flat rendering of a paperclip with googly eyes. ![]() Shall we try that one?” I really, really, really should have asked why the thing was shedding users. “Earth’s most popular ersatz concierge has had hundreds of millions of users-although its usage has declined rather dramatically in recent years. I strongly suggest that you allow me to import and implement one of them.” I caught Manda’s eye. “I have now scoured your Internet, and have identified several ersatz concierges that were created by your own society, and are in current and active use throughout it. ![]()
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