Money can't buy happiness and love

I should know by now that I am getting my just deserts for underestimating the supercomputer 'Jericho' yes our version of the world supercomputer has a personality as well as a rotenly wicked sense of humour. The world planet order decided the computer was male but I know it's female. It has to be because it's jealous of me or it hates me as that is the only explanation I have for this problem of my identity being "lost" as if I would lose myself or die if I am still here. My property and belongings have been allocated to family. It's ironic that it happened within the space of 3 months and before that I was a wealthy person even a celebrity in my own right. Now I am invisible and find myself on the fringe of society and I have to learn to servive the hard way. The big technology hub of this era is mindbogling but it was just strange to be apart of all this progress and then to have this mistake in the computer system take all that away. You might think what's in a name but I was the talk of the big society hub and my link to my fame and money could not get me the one man I wanted but now I have to become a servant to servive and that's sort of ok because I get to work as a maid in the house of the man I always loved but could not have because he dispised me. For some strange reason he could not tolerate me as I had tried everything to be near him. He got a restraining order against me and it was then that the computer system did this stupid thing to me. As the human race got more and more reliant on technology everything and everyone was at the mercy of Jericho and heaven forbid if the system was out to get you. I went to punch my card into the teller and shockingly it showed me 35 cents in my account as I was supposed to be a millionaire and there was enough money in my account for two lifetimes where did my money go. I was in for a rude awakening after that I realised I was eradicated from the human race. I went to the international services and they advised me the person I am looking for is a wealthy lady who has passed away and it's disgusting that someone like me should even suggest to be this person although yesterday I was that person. A highrise of glass windows was between me and my identity and the only people who could identify me hates my guts. How can I get through to my secretary or anyone. I did try my finger print recognition was not guaranteed because of my wealth no-one ever checked my prints. I am lost now what do I do as the lady at the identity registrar had given me a new name and suggest that I use my card to apply for a job and temperory financial assistance. It took a week and lots of standing in long que's to get some cash to buy food and three days without eating the first time I bit into a burger I was ecstatic.