My Hatred Of Robots

I am a somewhat regular customer at the Ann Arbor Denny's and by somewhat regular customer I mean that I go there a couple of Saturday's a month, though I once was there most every Saturday but that's a tale of days gone past. Now why I bring this up is that this particular Denny's recently "upgraded" there restroom, much to my dismay. Now some may wonder how the modernization of the facilities could cause me to spiral into some sort of emotional distress. The reasoning for this should be rather easy to comprehend for most though I feel that the rest of you will need to read on as to understand the rage that hatched out of the proverbial egg, which symbolized my depression. You see when they renovated the bathroom they decided that the leavers on the commodes should be replaced by "sensors" which I'm sure we all know is just the vision unit of a robot. Now in theory once this eye, if you will, is done seeing that you're standing there it flushes the toilet. If this injustice wasn't enough, once you go to wash your hands the soap dispenser is set on a motion trip and if memory serves right I do believe that the faucet is as well. The point of all this is once Skynet goes up sanitation is going right out the fucking window.

Now I'm personally a moderate "germaphobe" not to the extent that I could lie and tell people that I have OCD or anything it's just that I like to wash my hands after I use the bathroom, do the dishes, finish yard work, clean the kitchen, and various other tasks. So if you don't have this problem you're in the clear, right? Well anyone who has ever read anything warning you of emanate danger knows that any statement that ends with a comma, the word 'right', and a question mark will instantly know that the answer in the next sentence will consist of a single five letter word, which is 'wrong'. You see many other common everyday things that we take for granted are only taken for granted because some ass-hat entrusted the job to a fucking robot.

Now for your reading pleasure here is a list of some of the things that will go down ruining your life:

Stop lights, this will cause immediate anarchy. Bank Accounts, I hope you hate having money because it will all be gone. Manufacturing plants, well I guess that this won't matter because they probably already laid you off… I could go on and on about these things but I hate lists so I wont. I just hope that illustrated my point a little more than my Denny's example. All I'm saying is that we are becoming more reliant on the aid of the enemy of the future than I personally would like and I would like to think that others feel the same way about this as I do. Here is a scenario I would like you to consider: So, you're sitting in your favorite easy chair puffing away on your favorite pipe wearing your most comfortable slippers reading the paper after a long day of work. Junior then runs into the room ecstatic because he just won the schools spelling bee and he's moving on to the county finals. Suddenly you hear a sharp rap upon your front door, you ponder who would be visiting? You mentally check your mental roll-a-dex and have no recollection of making any appointments for this time or day and resolve that it must be the neighbors because Fido got into there garbage once again. Distraught you stand up and walk to the door and answer it, fully expecting to see Mrs. Smith standing angrily on your porch, but once the door is open you suddenly know that it's not Mrs. Smith standing on your porch. No instead it's a small posse of small white shotgun toting robots, who then quickly remove life from you body. Then proceed into your house and decide that Junior needs the same gift. Your lovely wife or husband? You got, it double barreled injustice has be served up on a steaming plate of falsely placed trust. When you think about it how long will it be until you hear a knock on your door and are answering to the ASIMO firing squid? Ponder that one for a while.