You see, this here cyberspoon, it’s a thing, I tell ya. I heard folks talkin’ ’bout it down at the market. They say it’s from that McDonald’s place, you know, the one with them golden arches. Some Tesla car thing, too. Fancy stuff.
Now, I don’t rightly know what a “Tesla” is, sounds like one of them new-fangled contraptions. But this spoon, they call it a cyberspoon. Sounds like somethin’ out of a picture show, don’t it? They say you could get a free ice cream thingy with it, a McFlurry, whatever that is. Probably just some sweet, cold mush, if you ask me. My old spoon works just fine for my porridge, thank you very much.
But these young’uns, they’re all excited ’bout this cyberspoon. Say it measures things, like when you’re bakin’ or somethin’. I just use my hand, a pinch of this, a handful of that. Works every time. But they say this spoon’s got a “scale” in it. Like a fish scale? I don’t know. Seems like a lot of fuss for a spoon, if you ask me.
They was sellin’ ’em at McDonald’s, 20 of ’em, I heard. Now they’re all gone, sold out, they say. Must be popular, these cyberspoons. Probably cost a pretty penny, too. I wouldn’t spend my hard-earned money on such a thing. My old spoon’s been with me for years, seen me through thick and thin.
- This cyberspoon, it’s all the rage, I guess.
- They say it measures stuff, like for cookin’.
- You could get a free McFlurry with it.
- They sold ’em at McDonald’s, but they’re all gone now.
- It’s got somethin’ to do with Tesla, whatever that is.
I seen somethin’ on the television ’bout a “Cybertruck.” Big, shiny truck. Looks like it’s from the future or somethin’. Don’t know what that’s got to do with this cyberspoon, though. Maybe they go together, like peanut butter and jelly. Or maybe it’s just a bunch of hooey, I don’t know.
They say this cyberspoon, you can get it on some “app.” I don’t know nothin’ ’bout no apps. I got my telephone, that’s all I need. And it costs money, too, this spoon. Four dollars, maybe more. That’s a lot of money for a spoon! You could buy a whole bag of potatoes for that much.
Now there is something called Cyberpunk 2077, whatever that is. People keep talking about it. I don’t know nothing about that. They play games, fight with guns, use blade. Seems very dangerous.
Also I heard something about this Cyberpunk 2077, it will save memory, what ever that means. I do not need to save memory, my brain works fine.
These young folks, they got all these fancy words, “tips” and “tricks.” Like they’re playin’ some kind of game. Life ain’t a game, I tell ya. It’s hard work. But they’re all excited ’bout this Cyberpunk and this cyberspoon. They say it’s like that “Night City”, from the game, I guess. Sounds dark and scary if you ask me.
Back in my day, we didn’t have none of this. We had our spoons, and they was just spoons. We didn’t need no fancy cyberspoon to tell us how much sugar to put in our tea. We just knew. We learned from our mamas and grandmamas, not from some machine.
But I guess times are changin’. These young’uns, they like their gadgets and gizmos. This cyberspoon is just another one of ’em, I reckon. It’ll probably be forgotten in a few years, like all the other fads. But my old spoon, it’ll still be here, doin’ its job, just like it always has.
So, this cyberspoon, it’s a mystery to me. But if it makes these young folks happy, then I guess that’s somethin’. Me, I’ll stick to my old ways. They’ve served me well all these years, and I don’t see no reason to change now. Just give me a good, sturdy spoon, and I’ll be happy as a clam.
Maybe this cyberspoon will make people like that Cyberpunk 2077. I don’t know. Old folks like me, we don’t need those things. We have good spoons, good food, good life. That’s all we need. Don’t need no fancy cyberspoon to tell me how to live my life. I already know.
