I don't know why I have to take a selfie of myself to start my washing machine. I also don't know why it requires me to stare at it for 30 seconds afterward, or the machine shuts off. The face is my own, for the first 15 seconds or so, but then it's not. I've checked, it's a pixel perfect copy, it's not being slowly adjusted as I watch it, but for the rest of the day, the face I see in the mirror isn't my own, either.

But my laundry has never smelled so fresh.

This made my day. Thank you for this Lovecraftian horror!