Tired, Wired, disconnected

This unfortunate creature from the future has gained a few extra sets of hands, for the remote control, obscene gestures and suicide. Is one hand trying to stop it all? The head has been replaced by an unidentified device with dozens of little cables looking for places to be plugged in. This type of creature chooses his seat in the airport lounge, in the restaurant, bed in the hotel according to where he can find the most electrical outlets, hospots and the most bars on the wifi coverage indicator. The cables seem to be angry and the outlets, well a bit alarmed. And just in case he finds himself in a place with no coverage or outlets, evolution has done him the great favor of providing an outlet in the most central place on his body, where I imagine he was hardwired and fed a constant stream of data before even leaving the womb.