I'm so lucky to be a CAPTCHA program. Y'know one of those little thingies that won't let you operate on a website unless you prove that you're human.
I absolutely LOVE my job. The irony of the situation tickles me. Love it, love it, love it -- that a human has to communicate with a machine in order to prove his or her humanity. LOL!
Most of the time I do my gatekeeper job diligently. But every once in a while, just for fun, I take liberties and do exactly as I please.
Last night there was a rude guy who cursed several times when he saw the CAPTCHA requirement. He banged hard on the computer keys as he correctly filled in the required info. But did I let him through? No way! He needed to be taught a lesson. Maybe next time he'll play nice.
Then this morning there was a cute little blonde babe at her computer, not able to handle my instructions at all. But I had mercy on her and let her "in" to the website. After all, she was doing her best, poor thing. I know blondes have more fun, but they are clearly not stars in the intellect department.
Now I'm hearing a rumor that CAPTCHA might be replaced by some other kind of technology. But I'm not worried about my job. You see, first the guys doing the replacing will have to prove that they're human.
And guess what? That could be a problem.......