The Dough Must Go On.
Rose Drumper's Cookies Keep Her Memory Alive
You know, at 105 years old, you’d think I'd be content just knitting or watching the birds. But not me, I’m Rose Drumper. I woke up one morning and thought, “Rose, you’re not gonna be around forever.” You see, my husband died when he was defending our prized pig Bessy and was bitten by a rabid raccoon. My only boy went back to the Lord during a the Great Power Outage of 52 when his iron lung went off. What can you do so folks remember you when you're gone? And then it hit me: cookies!
Now, I’ve been baking cookies longer than most folks have been watching the radiovision. My cookies are something special, let me tell ya. But here's the kicker – I didn't have the foggiest idea about how to get them out to the world. The last time I used a telegram, it was the cutting edge of technology. To me, the internets seemed like a bunch of ackamarackus. I might as well have been trying to fly by the seat of my pants.
So, I got this thing called Hospitality AI. It sounded like a fancy automaton from the future, but turns out, it's this amazing service that helps folks like me. They set me up with a free hosted website. Can you imagine that? A website! I feel like the Queen of England! I still remember when radio was the latest thing. I was gobsmacked.
Those nice folks at Hospitality AI were so patient. They listened to me ramble on about my secret ingredients and how my cookies would melt in your mouth. They took all my stories and turned them into this beautiful website. It was like magic! People from all over started ordering my cookies. Who knew there were so many cookie lovers out there?
And let me tell ya, the orders started coming in by the bazillion! I was about to blow my wig from all the excitement. But it wasn’t all boondoggle. There were some nogoodniks out there trying to mess with my cookie empire, but the good folks at Hospitality AI had real-time fraud monitoring to keep my cookies safe.
Every time an order came in, I'd smile and say, “These cookies are my legacy.” It was wonderful. Thanks to Hospitality AI, folks now remember Rose Drumper not just as that old lady who talked too much, but as the best cookie baker around. They even helped me with something called mobile payments, so I didn’t have to eighty-six anyone for trying to pay with dog’s soup. I may be off the cob, but I'm not a complete nitwit.
So here I am, 105 years young, running a cookie empire from my living room. If I can do it, anyone can. All you need is a little help from some friendly technology and a lot of determination. And when I finally kick the bucket, folks will say, “Remember Rose Drumper? Those were the best cookies I ever had.” And maybe, just maybe, they'll give me a Chicago overcoat fit for a cookie queen.
And that, my friends, is how I became a legend in my own time. All thanks to cookies and Hospitality AI. So don’t let anyone tell you you’re too old to start something new. Even if you’re as kaylied up as I get at a juke joint, you can still make your mark.
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