To You, Sony

Dear Sony,

By the time you read this, I’ll be gone. I’m sorry for doing this, but I feel our relationship has run the course. I realize this might come as a bit of a surprise to you, but I need some freedom. I’m going to gather together all the pieces around the house with your name on them and put them into a pile. This includes:

1. The 36 inch television with a flickering display.
2. The two dead ‘MP3’ players.
3. The phone that requires a hard reset every two days.
4. The Playstation that requires a manual calibration every week (not an uncommon problem).  

I could keep going, but I’m sure this is hurting me more than it is hurting you.

P.S. The software you bundle with your MP3 players is an atrocity.