3rd Place: AccioCheesecake
Screams of pain, hunched over bodies, hollow cheeks. This is what surrounds me as I march to work. It is of no consequence to me. Death and pain are only weaknesses of the human race. What is important about today is that I finish designing the new building by 4:05. According to my calculations, I will finish the task at 3:48, and my supervisor will then provide me with a new task. I am serving my purpose for the company.
A woman blocks my path, desperately begging me for food. Her child is watching from a short distance away. I shake my head, using the common human gesture for disagreement. Robots don’t need food, and therefore we donÃ¢â‚¬t carry it with us. The human obviously does not understand this.
I try to step around the woman, but she grabs my arm to stop me. “Please,” she begs. “My son is dying! Please help us!“
This is taking up too much time, and she is delaying me from getting to work. “That is not my concern,” I say, and I watch as her demeanour shifts.
Finally, she moves out of the way and I am able to get to work. My delayed time of arrival means that I will now finish at 3:51. I will still finish on time. That is all that matters today. I sign into the building and go to my cubicle. Then I log onto my device and get to work.
I finish at 3:51 exactly. The supervisor heads over to my station.
“Good work,“ he says. “That’s it for today, you may head home now.”
I don’t understand why he isn’t assigning me more work. It seems very inefficient. Then again, the supervisor is a human. They are susceptible to mistakes and inefficiency.
Screams of pain, hunched over bodies, hollow cheeks. This is what surrounds me as I march home. It is the same everyday. It doesn’t matter to me. All that matters is that I get my work done. This is the way of the Robots.