11/25/2015

No Karate Chop Action?

Story Sent in by Ernest:

I have a job that lets me design robots for industry. Marian knew this and on my date with her, we took a walk and she asked me, "Can you make a killer robot?"

I said, "Like The Terminator? Most of my robots are used in refineries and cogeneration plants. If someone tries to use one who doesn't know how to operate it, then they can hurt someone."

She said, "Good. I need a robot."

"Do you have a refinery?"

"No, but I have a... 'person,' shall we say, who would do well to meet their end."

"And you want a robot to kill this so-called person?"

"Ideally. Then I couldn't be blamed for it."

I said, "Sorry. My robots aren't designed to kill."

"But can you design one that could?"

"Good question! No."

She scoffed and rolled her eyes as if to say, "Then of what use are you?" We walked a little longer and she said, "I'm sorry. I have someplace I've gotta be. Will you be okay without me?"

"Probably. You go ahead."

"Thanks." She sped away, robot-less, date-less, and (probably) brain-less.

2 comments:

  1. I suspect that the hope you'd build her a killer robot was why she went on a date with him in the first place.

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  2. I second that, Outstretched. Which means she's still looking for some way to kill that person.

    If I were the OP, I'd probably mention it to someone. This girl might be serious.

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