He was asked to create a PIN. Then link a phone. Then agree to 4,000 words of legalese. His Switch had asked him one question in three years: “TV or handheld?”
“Okay,” Leo whispered, treating it like a new RPG.
“Good afternoon! Check out Microsoft 365 Copilot! Your AI companion for work.”
He opened the lid. The screen blazed to life, not with a cheerful jingle, but with a cold, blue glow. “Hi. Let’s get you set up.”
He dismissed it. A notification for weather in a city he didn’t live in. Another about OneDrive being full. Then a third , literally: “We’ve added new features to the notification center.”
Leo screamed into a pillow. His Switch, from the table, blinked its home button once. Sympathy.
It was a remote editing gig that required “native Windows 11 environment.” His MacBook was old, and his Switch, for all its charm, couldn’t run Adobe Premiere. So Leo bought a sleek new laptop. The box was thinner than his Switch case. He felt a twinge of betrayal.