The Little Minder Monster.

I have a little Minder Monster.

It sits on my shoulder and it checks.

What do you think it is checking for?

It used to sit on my shoulder and stop but it's suddenly lost its stop power, so now all it can do is uselessly check instead.

I wonder what it thinks it might find? I wonder what it thinks it might do if it does find anything anyway? It can't stop anymore.

___check check check check___AHA WHAT IS THIS?___Computes___OH. IT IS SOMETHING THAT I CANNOT STOP.___check check check check___

You think I am horrible about it? Horrible to it? I don't mean to be. Poor little redundant Minder Monster. I feel a bit sorry for it to be honest. It must feel useless sitting there checking for nothing in particular. Stopping was a good job, a real, vital, active job. It must have felt worthy, strongly alive when it was stopping.

If you ask me, checking is a rubbish job to have.

If I were it, I would give it up and get another more worthwhile pastime instead.