You've really gotten yourself into a pickle this time. When will you ever learn that bots are not faithful? Bots come and bots go and you'll never quite feel fulfilled in any indexationship with a bot.
It reminds me of an old story my grandmother would tell me before she tuck little Platzki in for the night. She'd get me all tucked in tight, cute as a bug and all comfy cozy and she'd tell me this story...
When I was just a young girl I fell in love with the vaccuum cleaner. Oh yes... Mr. Suckles and I had big dreams, big plans, and one day he was going to take me away from it all. But it all ended one day when Mr. Suckles saw my mothers new washing machine and it was love at first site. He used to hold her lid and giggle as she shook and quaked during the spin cycle. Meanwhile, I was heartbroken. I cried buckets as I held his cord and begged him to take me back. He would just turn around and leave the room, refusing to hear me and in fear the my tears would cause him to short circuit. As the days went by, I became desperate, attaching myself to other appliances in rebound indexationships, sleeping with any Tom, Dick or Hair Dryer that would have me. I soon found myself out on the streets tricking for toaster ovens and rotisserie. I finally was able to get in off the streets by a kind old refrierator that took pity on me and gave me a warm place to sleep and food in my belly. But soon it was apparent that he was no good samaritan... that his kindness came with a price. He kept wanting me to defrost his freezer and I just couldn't live that way. Finally, I met a nice microwave and he took me away from it all until one day I tried to heat up a can of beans in the can and he exploded.
The moral of the story is... I have no idea... but I think that you should stick with what you've got... a bot in hand is worth two in the bush.
Thanks for visiting Ask Platzki... come again... Mr. Suckles did...
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