Dystopian Narrative
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“Honey, come and check this out,” Mr. Sam frantically called out his wife, who was in the sitting room watching one of her favorite shows. “What is it, hubby” answered Mrs. Sam as she headed to the kitchen where Mr. Sam was. Mr. Sam was unboxing a package that had just been delivered by Amazon delivery service. His excitement was evident as he tore through the box to reach out for the contents of the box. Mr. Sam eventually pulled out a robot kind of electronic whose arms and limbs were folded. “What is this stuff, honey,” asked the curious Mrs. Sam. Mr. Sam Responded, “You remember when we visited the McGill’s last week, you remember that it is a robot that served us lunch, right? “Yes, I remember honey, is this one for the same purpose” Mr. Sam responded as he continued to set up the robot. It was during wintertime, and the family was on work leave. So, Mr. and Mrs. Sam just had to stay in their winter house in Montana. The family had visited one of their friends, the McGill’s, and had observed how the family had so much tech that made their work easier. It was evident that the use of tech robots was the new normal.
Hello, my name is Robo 5, and I am happy to be part of your family. The robot waited patiently for an answer; it seems the robot was programmed to be polite. Mr. and Mrs. Sam, she answered as she squeezed Mr. Sam’s hand. Many of her friends who had robots at home liked giving them human names just like people with pets. However, she did not like it as robots may look and behave like humans, but they are not humans. “How can I be of service in your household? You can start in the kitchen by unpacking the groceries and then do the dishes,” Mrs. Sam answered excitedly. Last week, Mr. Sam purchased an outdoor robot that was programmed to perform outdoor chores such as gardening and weeding. “You do think of everything?” Mrs. Sam said, kissing him on his cheek as the robot squeaked into the kitchen.
Within two years after the couple purchased the Robo 5, Mr. Sam got a job as Robo’s assistant chief marketing manager. The new role meant that Mr. Sam could access new models and discounted prices before everyone else. He was very excited at the thought and imagined the fancy robots he would have all over his house. The family, since purchasing their second robot, Robo 5, had purchased an additional three robots that had been programmed to perform various duties around the house. There was only one issue with Mr. Sam’s luck. “But where are we going to put them,” Mrs. Sam asked. “There is no more room in the store” “we could always get a new house’ answered Mr. Sam as he kissed his wife on the neck. ‘A new house, many robots, what if we want to have kids won’t it be an expense?” asked Mrs. Sam worry-filled in her face. “Don’t worry dear, we could always get them small robots; they will be released next year,” said Mr. Sam munching on the dessert Robo 7 had just served. The thought of child slaves closed Mrs. Sam’s mind as she imagined the children looking at robots being forced to impress the human children.
The weeks that followed saw the family move to a larger house they had purchased in Hudson County. “You remember that we use to garden and cook together? We had that small garden at our old house, which we used to plant tomatoes, vegetables, and onions. You remember to enjoy watering the plants?” “Yes, I remember,” Mr. Sam shrugged as he crawled into bed right next to his wife. “Thankfully, the Robo 5 and Robo 7 can take good care of that” A good silence followed Mr. Sam’s statement, and he knew when his wife became annoyed. “I know the robot thing is a bit of a catch, but you can observe how they help us,” said Mr. Sam as he cuddled his wife. Mrs. Sam remained silent, and he knew that his next statement better be good, or else the night would be his longest. “Okay, honey, from tomorrow we will be doing gardening together but will leave the housework to the robots,” Mr. Sam said as she squeezed her hand. ” Okay, hubby, I will trash the Robo 3 the first thing tomorrow morning,” Mrs. Sam answered as she came closer to the husband and lay on his chest.