Look, honey, the gravity of the situation is like this:
With nerves rattled – nay, shattered – and blood just about reaching boiling point,
My voice at its crescendo and you still can’t understand me.
I’m blue in the face
And my teeth ache around the edges
As I’ve bitten my fingers down to the bare bones,
I have little birds flying around my head with the stars
From that awfully tinny electrified music
No, I’m telling you.
No.
NO!
I’m sorry, I didn’t understand your response. Please say ‘Yes’, ‘No’ or ‘Repeat’ to hear the options again…
I give up. I think I’ll write instead.
Robots.
Someone is having a very bad day. Hope it isn’t you.
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Oh no, Beverly, my day was fine. I had a little fight with one of those automated voice “recognition” answering systems which didn’t understand my ‘No’, but it was all good as it provided the prompt for this post! 😀
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Ha ha!Those robots just never listen
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I think they do, but pretend not to, Raili. They are better than us, apparently…
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Really ?!
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So we’re brainwashed into believing…
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Robots can’t handle my accent!!! 😀
God Bless!
Prenin.
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Surely somewhere, the powers that be sitting in their ivory towers, must notice that their automated systems are useless, Prenin. Mind you, they’re probably sitting there in rose-tinted spectacles and just don’t notice.
(I don’t think they get mine either… the one earlier couldn’t understand my ‘No’!!! )
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Argh, robots! Don’t get me started…
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It was an experience with one that prompted this post, Diane. I suppose I’d have made ANY word fit after that escapade! 😉
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