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How I long for the days of yore when telephone communication,
Was with a living, breathing mortal in meaningful conversation!
Nowadays, when conducting business, much too often I hear,
A mechanical voice spewing perplexing babble in my weary ear!

First, I listen to a litany of their days and hours of operation!
A spiel about their products and a history of the organization!
"Your call will be taken in the order in which it was received!"
Already, I've waited twenty minutes - I feel I've been deceived!

I hear that hollow voice again but much to my chagrin,
The dreaded 'Press This Number' game is about to begin!
Having been offered many options, at that vacuous voice I shout!
I become so irate I hardly remember what I was calling about!

"Press One if you are a new customer -Two if you have an account;
Press Three if you need repair service - Four for a bank discount;
Press Five to pay your bill - Press Six to change your address!"
Lord, I'm losing patience! Help me out of this miserable mess!

On and on it goes ad infinitum like some Gregorian chant!
I'd like to talk to a representative but it seems that I can't!
Ah! At last! A person is on the line but I'll need a translator.
Alas, it's some guy talking funny on the other side of the equator!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved

Tied for No. 7 in  Natalie Fllikkema's "Talkin' Technology" Contest - July 2011
Form: Rhyme


Control

Remote controls are funny things
Then, maybe it’s just me
I wave it around for hours 
But, still can’t get channel three
It will always find the menu
For the treble and the bass
If remote controls were human
I would slap them in the face

Remote controls are not my thing
Perhaps its my technique
If they could make one voice controlled
I’d only have to speak
It would follow my instructions
And obey them to the letter
A voice controlled remote control 
Things couldn’t get much better

I’d shout out my instructions
“Change the channel, fifty four
The volumes far too low now
Turn the sound up, give me more”
If they made this little gadget
Then there’s something I’d be fearing
That knowing my track record
I’d get one that’s hard of hearing

© John W Fenn  03-07-2009
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