“Why? Is it defective?”
“Yes. It has destroyed my relationship with my dog.”
“How’s that?”
“Your ad said that I can become of one mind with my little Fifi, by linking our brains together. Instead, it has done the opposite.”
“Madam, be more specific.”
The woman straightened out her mink shawl. “My Fifi used to obey me and be my faithful companion because she loved me. But after using this device, she is now solely motivated by a continuous selfish desire to get treats.”
“Madam, are you sure that Fifi was not like that all along, and the Mindlink has simply revealed that to you?”
“I’ll never believe that. Can I get a refund or not?”
The customer service rep examined the Mindlink cables and probes. Part of the cable had teeth marks on it.
“When did you buy this?”
“Last year. But I didn’t open it until a week ago.”
“I’m sorry, I can’t give you a refund.”
“That’s too bad,” the woman said. “I have plenty of friends that can easily afford your products.” She then cleared her throat.
“I see,” the rep said, glancing at her large diamond ring. “Perhaps, I can offer you an exchange.”
“I said I don’t want anything to do with Fifi anymore. She’s not the same.”
“No, I meant, for something better. I’ll be right back.” The rep went into a back room and emerged a minute later. “I’ll exchange it for this human version. It was previously returned, but still works perfectly.”
“Can I use it with my husband?”
“Of course.”
“Very well, at least I know he still loves me.”