Must. Delete. Ticket Robots.

Have you ever wondered about the far future when robots walk the Earth? That shit is cool, right? Well, when that happens, I hope that the Providence Place Mall ticket machines don’t follow us into the future. I mean, have you seen these things? First of all, they talk to you… Nay, they angrily order you to “PLEASE INSERT YOUR TICKET!” in a super-aggressive Stephen Hawking voice (it’s when Mr. Hawking types in caps into his vocoder). The only thing you can really do at that point is laugh, because you almost feel bad for these poorly designed machines, until you realize that it’s been three minutes since you put in your dollar to pay for your parking ticket and it’s still counting change. The real kicker was when I went to NYC and parked my car at a garage for the day, and I had to pay at one of these computer mainframes. Ugh. I wanted to go all John Connor on ‘em, but it’s not worth the effort, so I’ll just put ‘em in this here DELETE section.