When I first learned to use Pandora I felt that I had graduated from computer infancy to pre-toddlerhood. I loved the way it used my selected preferences to find other music I might like, introducing me to groups I might otherwise never have heard of. Clicking the thumbs up icon for the music I liked seemed like a good way to show my appreciation. Then I innocently "liked" several piano pieces, not realizing that Pandora would would put me in a piano box. Now it only lets me listen to piano music.
I've been forced to keep secrets from Pandora. I refuse to "like" the piano music it chooses even when I do. I feel guilty. After all, Pandora offered itself freely and brought me only enjoyment. But I want more from our relationship than piano music. I'm not ready to be that exclusive. I'm still hoping we can work out our differences. I can be patient. I'll wait right here, in Pandora's box.
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