Dear Cheetah Bot,
I remember the day we first met, when I thought I would share an article Facebook style on Steemit using the ol' copy-and-paste. It was a good article and I wanted to share it with the Steemit community.
Then you appeared, out of nowhere - out the mysterious vacuum of the internet - and you upvoted my post. I remember your exact words. You said:
Hi!
What a wonderful greeting! How lovely a word. So simple. So profound.
I am a robot.
My first time meeting a robot. But you seem so personable and life-like. You greeted me with an exclamation point!
I just upvoted you!
Me? You upvoted me? Really? I think we might be beginning a long-term relationship here.
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Here's where the relationship started going down-hill. Cheetah was accusing me of something. I think he was implying that I was CHEATING. Then it clicked. Cheetah bot. Cheetah.... Cheater! Oh the betrayal.
Then he linked to the article and my heart sunk. The connection was broken, our relationship destroyed in an instant. It was fun for a time but sometimes... sometimes [sob] bots can really hurt a person.
I still look at that upvote you gave me, 28 days ago. I remember it fondly. The memories. But the hurt lingers on... but I will be the bigger man. Here it goes:
Cheetah, I forgive you, will you forgive me?
I will not copy and paste again, I've learned my lesson. I'm not a cheater, I'm an honest guy.
I won't do it again.
I've come to the conclusion that I can maintain this relationship but only at a distance... I just can't be hurt again. I've decided that I can't see these painful words again, even on other's posts. I've decided to get the duct-tape out.
I'm sorry but I have to do this, Cheetah Bot.
Please keep up the good work, even if I can't see you anymore. I have great respect for you and what you do. Go get the real Cheaters out there. Go get them tiger, er cheetah!
Affectionately yours,
