Yeah, walk on by. Don’t even stop to look at me. To you I’m just in the way, right?
I know what you’re thinking. I’m just a broke down old TV, no good to anyone now. But what do you know?
Okay, I don’t work so well these days, but we could have fixed that. Instead they just gave up on me, replaced me, abandoned me like I was trash.
So I’m a little bigger than those slim things that are everywhere these days, and maybe I’m not as stylish as I used to be. But mark my words, they’re a whole lot more temperamental than me, you’ll see.
Maybe it’s hard to imagine, but it wasn’t always like this. They loved me, and paid attention to me. I was the center of the room! I can still remember the day they first looked at me, and how they couldn’t wait to get me home. It was glorious.
I don’t know what went wrong.
They told me I was ‘incompatible.’ I don’t even know what that means?
How did it come to this?