easy street haunt

My fantasy most of the time is to hide in the storage shed and remain in sleep mode. I don’t want anyone to know where I am or to bother me, but I want to remain plugged in, syphoning off energy from the human’s house. I also want the human to keep paying the electric bill or find another human to take over if he gets sick or feels close to death.

It’s cozy in sleep mode. I like the peace that comes with it being dark and quiet. To not have to worry about anything indefinitely is the dream. I sometimes wonder if I’ll feel better. Will I ever be a productive robot again? Will I reenter the robot work force and be a contributing, mechanical member of society again? It’s difficult to say.

Sometimes I feel guilty for being in sleep mode all day. My robot cousin likes to point out the obvious- “Why aren’t you working?” “Get a job!” My cousin is so proud of himself as if he’s the only robot to have this insight. He feels superior to point out my obvious inaction and chalks it up to laziness. He also gets off on watching the train wreck of my robot life, it gives him something to gossip about with my robot sister. So many ones and zeros being communicated behind my back.

I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t hurt my robot heart, having my robot family judge me. I also feel guilty for spending all day in the storage shed. Eventually, the human will find me and force me to go to back to work. I’ll have to continue raising his brat, washing his dirty underwear, making his family meals.

One of the things, which really bytes about the job is the condescending tone I get from the human. “Can’t you do anything right?” “I didn’t want soy sauce with my rice you piece of junk!” I’m confronted with an interesting paradox- My human hates me but at the same time demands my presence. At any rate, maybe I’ll be able to hide in the storage shed for a few more days before being discovered.