Dispatch from an advertising future #152


My mum was worried when I first got her. I was only little of course and she’d read the scare stories about grooming and hacking the smart home. I’m sure she had visions of a Chucky-doll turning the thermostat up and watching us boil. She calmed down after a while, particularly when my grades improved! Eventually she let me just get on and play with her and I grew up perfectly well-adjusted and happy. I’d love to talk more but it’s Black Friday today and as we used to sing together: “I want one, you want one, buy, buy, buy”.