If it's customizable, I had the space for it and someone else is buying it for me? Sure, why not?
Lighten up Luddites.
"You're... you're part of the machine? What did they do to you?" "Lighten up, Luddites!" wheezed the speaker through crackles of static. Dead_Man's hazy image came in and out of focus on the screen. "This was voluntary!" the speaker crackled, delighted to have taken the newest, boldest, and, most important of all, most convenient step into the future. Life certainly was easier, resting there on a magnetic strip.