The Lawnmower/Computer Relationship

The Lawnmower/Computer Relationship

 

I do not kill computers.

I merely overtax their tiny chips

with unusual attempts to work around glitches,

until they shut down and wish for death.

No animosity, really.

They simply don’t understand my thought processes.

Computers are simple, not creative,

unable to appreciate my artistic nature.

Although never friends, we work together

like incompatible co-workers

forced to sit at adjacent desks.

 

My husband kills lawnmowers.

He doesn’t hate them,

but never met a small engine

he couldn’t destroy.

A matter of expectations, really.

Expects them to mow down

3-foot-tall prairie grass

in 100-degree weather,

while sucking in dust.

Theirs is an employer/employee relationship,

like Ebenezer Scrooge and Bob Cratchit.

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