I knew this moment would come. The courier rushed up to the doorstep excited to deliver the package. It was as if he knew in some sadistic way that he was delivering my replacement. Owner quickly opened the package like he was a five year old on Christmas morning. "Oh, look how slender and modern she is, I think I will call her Reesa" he said. Imagine this, replaced by a more modern, slender and younger model, named Reesa, laughter in Spanish. I could not have been more humiliated. Next I waited for him to activate her. He heistated for a moment while reading the activation instructions. Owner seemed quite content to just place us on the same key ring, right next to each other like he thought we had something to teach each other. Maybe that's why he didn't activate her right away, to give me a chance to show her the tools of the trade. She needs my experience and insight. To protect the network that is. It's a tough world out there and evil lurks around every corner. Now's my chance to help transition the new fob into the job for Owner."Who are you" she squeaks. "My name is Fobbie, I am owner's security key fob, protector of the network." "I know that" she barks as if to tell me that she already knows everything and does not need help. "You are one of the obsolete models, fat and slow, with the old encryption technology. I am surprised there are any of you still around. Shouldn't your batteries have died by now?" Well I could see we were off to a good start. Yes I know I am fatter than her and I also understand I was designed with older encryption technology, but I haven't let my owner down so far. I have faithfully protected the network and helped make owner's life easier up until now. "What do you know about the security fob job anyway. Our batteries don't go dead, we just need to be replaced so we don't repeat codes. It's a matter of security, not longevity. I could keep counting for another three years or so if they let me." It was no use, she quickly turned her back to me expressing disinterest in what I had to say. "I like your serial number" I thought by giving her a compliment maybe we could find some code in common. "I noticed it has two more digits than mine" like I really needed to remind us of my age. "Yes, we fobs are so popular now that they can't keep up with the production. Especially us younger slimmer models with the advanced encryption." I heard they were coming out of production with advanced encryption. I always thought regular encryption was good enough to get the job done. "Well it's good to have you" my processor sunk and the codes vanished for a moment as I swallowed my pride. "That happens to you older models you know. Too much multi tasking and you will burn out your chips. You better be careful."
We went on for several minutes until my screen became dim. I thought I better rest for awhile and keep counting so Owner would not activate her right away. After all, she has a lot to learn and only eighteen days to teach her. I don't have much time.
Next code please.
