Narrate a humorous experience of how a new tech gadget that you had purchased gave you more trouble than it was worth.
ANS 1)
Bluffington loves to scrub away peace!
Meet bluffington sucks-a-lot, my new toy- for what it was worth, I loved it as much as I loved Monday mornings of Delhi, when food vendors took an off and students like us had to get back to college, mind you- I do not enjoy that. Bluffington was supposed to be my helper, an automatic vacuum cleaner to look after my dearest dorm while I was away. However, he did all but that, it was almost comical how quickly it turned into a pet after I realized that maybe a single strike of an actual broom could clean better.
I bought it a month ago, it came in a smaller and a rather uglier box than I had expected but that only heightened my hopes, I don't mind saving a few inches of space in my room. I dropped all my business and rushed to unbox it. Only did I realize after a few days that maybe finishing my sandwich first could have been more worth than rushing to activate it. All it did was lounge in my room and beep at random times to get charged, but more so, it bought me trouble, relentless and endless trouble.
I named it the moment it rushed to suck away my hair pins while bits of torn paper relaxed mockingly on the floor. Bluffington loved to cause me trouble, it rushed to clean the dust bought in by my shoes, except that it couldn't. It hovered over the dirt and fanned it away to a larger radius then circled in the same spot, taunting me.
I only recall troubles when I think of him. I had been peacefully keeping away a glitter box before he decided to clean the spot right below my foot, I slipped down on my back while the uncapped glitter bottle coated me in fine confetti and just like my utmost loyal pet, Bluffington Sucksalot rushed to my side and blew air on the glitter covered floor, making sure the shimmering dust was visible deep within my corneas.
I winced and quickly got up, rushing to get the situation back in control however Sucksalot has never abandoned me in times of trouble, he made sure it worsened tenfold. I walked to the bathroom to get rid of glitter on my face, shedding sparkles on the way and he followed, trying to clean it. I removed my cardigan and disposed it on the bathroom floor, something that caught Bluffington's laser eyes. He rushed to the piece of cloth while I was still trying to rinse my eyes. In less than a fleeting moment, the thin cardigan got stuck in the vacuum and through the increasing pressure, Bluffington burst open, coating my bathroom floor and walls in glitter too.
It took me a while to register the mess that had happened behind me, Bluffington had coated my whole dorm and bathroom in shimmering glitter, he had cost me much more trouble than I gave him credit for.
