My Sweet Family
Refrigerator: Hi, my name is Calvin. This chap bought me three years ago. I have seen few things in life: Apples, milk, coke, beer and whisky (why whisky??). My freezer has never been used. This guy doesn’t know whether and how to defrost me. Though my top is over utilized. He keeps nail-cutter, car-keys, expired pizza-hut coupons, coins, chewing gums and a lot of trash there. Spiders love my back side.
Washing machine: Hi, I am Whirly. I am in comma since last 2 years 10 months. The lazy bum doesn’t use me any more. My work has been outsourced to a maid; reason being sighted was management overhead. He further harasses me by daily putting the clothes to be washed on me.
Laptop: Mr. Louis Dell here. My memory has been corrupted with porn, pirated movies and music. I seldom visit good sites; mostly browse through tabloids and junk sites dedicated to filmy-gossips, relationships (“10 ways to tell your boyfriend is bisexual” type) and explicit videos. First look at this geeky-looking dude and I had high hopes of running high-end algorithms on me churning out zillions of bits. Haven’t executed even a single excel macro on me. The most respectable job I’ve done is preparing a word-document (the idiot’s resume). I’ve never been entertained with a 3-D game; never gone beyond “Hearts” & “Solitaire”.
Bed: He hasn’t given me any name but I fancy myself being called Trash-bag. Anything in his house that is not at its allotted place is on me. 90% of his stuff fall into this category ; they are all in search of the promised land. Of course, the mattress is not on me. Poor her, she lies on the floor.
Chair: No name for me too. I service his feet more than his butt. I’ve been used to change tube-light and shove all the utensils given by his mother in a rack above where no one sees them. Mostly I am used to block the door from shutting when he needs breeze to flow through the house.
Car: My name is Vinnie (cause my number is V9920). I’ve been injured a lot in past; no medical care has been offered. He doesn’t care whether I am serviced, whether the air pressure is enough, blah blah blah. All he does on time is insuring me; I believe he is waiting for me to die and claim the money. I haven’t seen any place outside the cities he stays in.