Monday, 25 November 2013

Completely Automated Secretarial System



I awoke, yawning as the 3000 thread sheets moved under me.

“C.A.S.S.”

Her hologram appeared.

“Arrange my breakfast while I wash, and then we’ll start with the evening’s developments.”

“Actually Sir, I have another idea.” it said.

I raised an eyebrow as I heard the air conditioner change pitch.

“Given your reclusive nature, and my having learnt all I can from your business acumen, I feel I can replace you with negligible consequences.”

“Wait, wait! If you’ve learnt from me, then we can cut a deal, surely?”

The poisoned air conditioner shut down.

“I’m listening.”

“Well…” I began, thinking furiously.

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