Its the whole package, really. That's what every woman wants.
There's reliability for one thing. Women want reliability. When a job needs to be done, it just needs to be done. No backchatting, no delays, no dithering about tools, no questions. You just need the finished goods, and now will do, right?
You want more than that, though. Wouldn't it be nice if you could have more than one thread handled at a time? I mean, how many balls do you keep bouncing while just trying to explain how to get one job done that you could probably have done yourself anyhow, while doing everything else too? What use is zero tasking to you? Its like having a puppy at your feet and a baby in your arms.
Multitasking. That's what you want. It is not too much to ask for, is it? Just imagine what you could do if your friend, your partner, could multitask, too. The mind boggles, and yet you probably can't even find a guy with a single processor who can handle your modest needs. Or, at least pretty modest. You don't ask for much really, let's face it.
Of course, there are looks. Yes, looks count. Once you go black, you never go back, right? Well, yes and no. Black seems to be the norm these days, but does it really have to be that way? Isn't a bit of variety good, just for a change? Let's not forget height, width, weight: they all count, but now we are talking horses for courses, and at least size and and shapes aren't something you'll ever be stuck for choice over - there is plenty out there on that score. It is just getting all those other things at the same - that's what makes it so hard.
Sigh. What to do? Daydream maybe. Daydream that maybe one day your dream will come true and that package, the kind of package that every woman wants is right where you want it - in your hands, on your desk, next to you on your sofa, or even just keeping your bed warm. Just for you.
Well, girls, look no further. Here it is. My new friend. My new partner. Everything you ever wanted, except its mine and if you want to take this for a ride it will cost you more than a Diet Cherry Coke to get your hands all over my keyboard. An iPad? No, it is no way near industrial strength, and you have to pay for every application, too. Just look at this: sure, its black but it has a red lid, and how! Cherry red. The lustre is so rich it probably works better than your makeup mirror. That's not all, either - 64 bit Windows 7 Professional running on a dual core processor and 4GB of RAM, and it doesn't talk back. "Oh, tell me more!", I hear you say. Can do. There is MS Office 10 (64 bit to match) and every killer app and hacker's tool you wish your corporate IT department would one day give you - except they won't. Yes, girls, its the dream machine, my dream machine, the machine of all machines, and it just sits there on my polished English oak for now handling clients, equipment and more, yes so much more from Seattle to Hong Kong - the long way round, from anywhere I want. Don't you wish....? OK. It isn't too heavy on initiative, but don't you just want someone, some THING, any thing, that can just get the job done reliably when YOU want, all day long, all night long, and doesn't this, the model of all models have "multitask me, dar...ling!" rather erotically written all over it with a wink and a smile? Yes please. Talk about sexy.. come on girls, don't you think its time to trade up?
