I’d address you by your name, but I’m too irritated with you to do so.
I’ve always had a love/hate relationship with technology, but in my ignorance I never thought the feeling was mutual between us. I didn’t know that you have a love/hate relationship with me as well. Why do you hate me? And, when I say hate, me, I really do mean HATE me. I don’t know what I did to deserve this treatment, yet despite all the hours I’ve spent pouring nothing but good thoughts and energy into you, you are treating me poorly.
Very, very poorly. Don’t worry though, the feeling is starting to become mutual. You are mad at me for some reason and are with holding all of my pictures and documents; I’m annoyed at you and am thinking of replacing your grudge holding self.
Let’s call it a truce, shall we?
Give up my information and I’ll keep you. Continue to hoard it and I’ll have to do something drastic.