it.

I take its name in vain several times a day. Others may have more self-control and I greatly admire their restraint.

But, when it won’t let me pay my bills, I get all squirrelly and call it a bad name.

When it deletes something I wrote and forgot to save, I get annoyed and call it an even worse name.

When it tells me the password I’ve entered several times is still wrong and it’s getting ready to cut me off, I call it an unprintable name.

When it shuts down completely, I do the only thing I know to do.  I call The Mister.

Who calls the IT people.  Oh, the irony.