Post by account_disabled on Jan 6, 2024 6:49:53 GMT
Marta continued her non-alcoholic crusade, but only an annoying buzz reached the man's ears, interrupted by brief intervals in which chewing prevented her from speaking. Elijah decided to turn on the television and put an end to that background noise. Even a reality show would have been a lifesaver at that time. The news theme tune faded away, giving way to the usual roundup of advertisements. Whiter and shinier teeth? Choose total implantology. Try MagTransport's new magnetic levitation vehicles and fly over the streets at 600 km/h. 100 yottabyte Myphone. Integrated communication in the neurological system and full-time connection. Elia thought that, after all, his wife's chatter was more intelligent than all that junk offered by the TV. For decades, humanity's goal has been to achieve perfection: the fastest vehicle, the best appearance, the most powerful and versatile phone. The man swallowed a mouthful of stew and took a long drink of beer. Would you like to live forever? Call Hologen today for a no strings attached appointment.
Elia almost lost his beer. It was the same advertisement seen on the freeway. “What do you think?” he found himself asking his wife. "About what?" “Advertising,” the man replied with a nod towards the television. «The Hologen, you know? They rebuilt your sister's hips four years ago, right?” "Yes, they are. They did a good job, Lina even started Special Data running again." «What do you think is underneath?» “You're not going to listen to everything they say in the ads.” “No, of course,” the man said. «But if they talk about a 100 yotta myphone, they really give it to you for 100 yotta. That's why I wonder what's underneath that "you would like to live forever". "There's bound to be some catch, as usual." Elijah gave her a dirty look. His wife had the habit of calling any advertisement a scam. «Anyway I want to call them. Tomorrow, from the office, on lunch break.
Just to hear." *** All morning Elia had worked like an automaton, responding to colleagues with rapid monosyllables. His thoughts were on Hologen and its cryptic advertisement. He checked the time again and found that only four minutes had passed since the last time. He still had little time left until his lunch break. When he finally arrived, Elia refused Neri's invitation to have lunch at the Lunch Break where they usually went. “I want to finish those paperwork,” she said, the only excuse she could come up with on the spot. Left alone, he took the myphone and forwarded the call. Two rings and a sensual female voice answered on the other end. «Hologen, have a good day. What can I help you with?" «Good morning», Elia began. «I saw one of your billboards on the freeway and… hmmm, I was wondering what it was about.» The woman seemed to immediately understand what the man was referring to. “I'll book you an appointment with Doctor Tavan, sir, if you wish. It is without obligation.
Elia almost lost his beer. It was the same advertisement seen on the freeway. “What do you think?” he found himself asking his wife. "About what?" “Advertising,” the man replied with a nod towards the television. «The Hologen, you know? They rebuilt your sister's hips four years ago, right?” "Yes, they are. They did a good job, Lina even started Special Data running again." «What do you think is underneath?» “You're not going to listen to everything they say in the ads.” “No, of course,” the man said. «But if they talk about a 100 yotta myphone, they really give it to you for 100 yotta. That's why I wonder what's underneath that "you would like to live forever". "There's bound to be some catch, as usual." Elijah gave her a dirty look. His wife had the habit of calling any advertisement a scam. «Anyway I want to call them. Tomorrow, from the office, on lunch break.
Just to hear." *** All morning Elia had worked like an automaton, responding to colleagues with rapid monosyllables. His thoughts were on Hologen and its cryptic advertisement. He checked the time again and found that only four minutes had passed since the last time. He still had little time left until his lunch break. When he finally arrived, Elia refused Neri's invitation to have lunch at the Lunch Break where they usually went. “I want to finish those paperwork,” she said, the only excuse she could come up with on the spot. Left alone, he took the myphone and forwarded the call. Two rings and a sensual female voice answered on the other end. «Hologen, have a good day. What can I help you with?" «Good morning», Elia began. «I saw one of your billboards on the freeway and… hmmm, I was wondering what it was about.» The woman seemed to immediately understand what the man was referring to. “I'll book you an appointment with Doctor Tavan, sir, if you wish. It is without obligation.