[ WP ] Everything has a small arrow and the word `` upgrade '' over it . Press it and you can upgrade the item into a better verison . You 've used the abikity sparingly , new phones , better cars , however today you made the ultimate mistake . You pressed the button over a person .

Surely it ca n't be THAT morally wrong... 
 
 Three weeks have passed since Tok Teck unveiled their `` upgrade'' feature for premium users. Stocks in the company skyrocketed overnight as consumers scrambled over each other to apply for the coveted premium membership. Based on the now archaic idea of upgrading your phone every couple of years, you can now press the little arrow in your holo-display of the world, and a new, fancier version of the object it was attached to will be delivered the next day. 
 
 `` Nothing wrong with that'' you might say, probably sat at home at your computer that will last you till the end of next year ( if you're lucky ) or the phone that will crash two weeks before you're due to get a new one. We live in a disposable culture, everything gets thrown to the wayside on the road for the newer shinier thing. 
 
 Okay, so the moral decision. An upgrade icon just appeared above my wife's head. Now, I do n't hate my wife, but, to quote Rupert Holmes, she was like `` a worn out recording, of a favourite song.'' 
 
 I've got the song on in the car right now in fact. Driving through the quiet suburbs, I'm wondering what would happen if I select it. An upgrade can only mean something better right? Could it mean an improvement on her life too? 
 
 My first reaction to the thought of pressing the button was that of pure horror. It's been a couple of days now and I'm seriously thinking about the implications for her too. We're getting towards the age now where our bodies are slowing down. Does pressing the button mean that she will suddenly be revitalised? Is it worth the risk? 
 
 IF she does get replaced, would that be such a bad thing? She might go to a better home, to someone who could love her more than I ever could. Rock stars seem to be constantly changing their wives in for younger models, why should I be so different? 
 
 I'm home now. Why is the door open? I enter to find my wife on the floor, the house ransacked. The culprits were long gone so all I could do was hold her in my arms. I frantically dialed the emergency services on my hologlasses. As I looked at my wife... the upgrade button flickered... this was my one chance to save her. I pressed the button. 

