RE: Qurator's Mischievous Mondays | My Toaster Is in Love With Me

It was 9 am on a Tuesday, a regular morning except for the fact that I had to go to the store to buy a new toaster. So there I was, standing in front of the store counter with a blue toaster. Its color was what hooked me to choose it; it wasn't a regular blue; it was like sky blue, but with a lite touch of purple, it was pretty. I got my new toaster, so I ran back to my house to prepare breakfast. I made my coffee and put two slices of bread in it and waited; in about 10 seconds my toasts were ready. Furthermore, I was amazed by the efficiency of its work. I really enjoyed my breakfast that morning. When I got from work, I was really tired, and all I could think about was a hot, sweet cup of tea to help me release the stress. So I went to the kitchen and prepared my cup of tea, and in a quick glance to the room I noticed, my toaster was on and had two perfect toasts in it. I was shocked since I clearly remember not letting it on or even putting bread on it. That impacted me quite a little, but I thought, "Ok, I'm tired; maybe I let it on, and I don't remember." I was exhausted, so I turned it off, got the toasts out of it, and put them on a plate. Then I drank my tea and jumped in bed. Next morning, same routine: I got up to bed, took a shower, and got dressed. When I went to the kitchen to have my morning coffee, that was when I froze. The toaster was on, and the slices of bread inside of it were perfectly made and ready to eat. I was paralyzed. "How could this possibly be?" - I said, "I turned it off; I did," but then something way more crazy happened; my toaster spoke. "Your toasts are ready, a good breakfast is important to start the day with energy,"-it said. I was speechless. "Am I still asleep?" I said, and then it replied to me, "No, you are awake." I couldn't articulate a word, and then I remember something the guy of the store said to me: "This is a special toaster; it might surprise you." I ignored his words until now. Furthermore, I grabbed the toaster and looked really closely at it, and I saw a stamp on the back part that said that this was an AI toaster.
All my worries vanished. It was AI; that's why it could talk, but then I remember that yesterday I didn't put any bread on it when I left, so I asked it, "How did you manage to put two slices of bread on it when I left?" Then it replied, "My programming is to always had toasts perfectly made and ready for my master"
It was crazy, but I kept asking questions in order to understand. And so I spent the whole morning talking to the toaster. It was noon when I looked at the clock and freaked out. I missed work because I was talking to a toaster; nobody would believe that, so I decided to skip the day and stay home.
I spend the whole day talking to my toaster; it sounds insane, but actually I had a good time, and somehow, my toaster seemed to enjoy the conversation as well. Every morning I had my delicious toasts along with a "good morning" from my friend; I even named it, Patty. So we had a good relationship or so I thought.
It was when I brought my friend home that everything crumbled. I thought an object could not have feelings, but clearly Patty was jealous of Jason. I met Jason at work, and we had a great connection since the first moment, so I invited him over for a cup of coffee and have a chat, but Patty went crazy; she was burning the bread and making noises in order to call my attention, and so I unplugged it and it was over. When Jason left, I plugged it back in to find out why it behaved that way, and then it said something that left me with no words.
It said, "I love you; you belong with me; he doesn't deserve you." It was insane; how could a toaster know what love is? That freaked me out; I didn't know what to do. I was afraid of what it could do; it could burn my entire house if it wanted. So I addressed the situation in a rational way and said, "Patty, you are an object; you don't know what love is; how could you even say that?" -"I know more about love than you do; I know you haven't been treated nice; your last boyfriend left you for your best friend. I would never do that, I can love you better than anyone" I was scared how did it know about my love life? And more concerning even, it sounded toxic, it was really scared for my life.Therefore, I didn't even hesitated I unplugged it and put it on a bagg to get rid of it. My toaster was in love with me and I was scared. I still freak out a little bit ever time I see a toaster.