What happened to me the other day may make you all laugh. So you might guess from The M3GAN Files that I know a thing or two about Braille machines. Well there is a charity here in the UK which was trying to print complex Braille books for blind people, they had a problem with their embosser and I ended up saying I would go to their offices and try to fix it for them. So there I was in this office surrounded by charity workers trying to figure out what had gone wrong with the computer and the Braille embosser, and it started stabbing dots far too close to each other, ripping up the paper, and Braille paper is actually quite expensive so we took the rest of the paper out, and the machine started playing a message over a loudspeaker: "OUT OF PAPER! OUT OF PAPER! OUT OF PAPER! OUT OF PAPER!" and I was trying to concentrate on the computer settings but it kept on speaking and speaking and speaking, and without thinking I turned to it and said "all right M3GAN I'm looking into it, OK?" and everybody else was like "what? who's Megan?" (oh, long story because I don't think any of them had even watched the movie, let alone read my book. Do I or don't I explain to them why I just called a Braille machine "M3gan"? or maybe they should start by calling the guillotine machine or the office shredder "M3gan"....)
