Restaurant robot
• by zxc8787, Feb 8, 2018, 5:24:27 AM
• some minor changes and updates by JaneDoe-2010, June 14, 2018, 3:35 AM
• Literature / Fan Fiction / Sci-Fi

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I used to work in a restaurant as a hostess.  We had human cooks and robot servers for the customers. I have a Bluetooth interface in my brain so that I can talk with the robots and the mainframe computer.  The interface really makes my job so much easier.  This was especially true during the lunch rush, and dinner service time.

I’ve had my interface for about three months now and I’m still getting used to it.  The interface has its ups and downs.  The lunch rush had just started and the first few customers had just arrived in the diner.   There were some of the usual people but then there was one with whom I was not familiar.

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I walked into a restaurant that I’ve never been to before.  I had heard nice things about the place, both the quality of the food, and their service staff.  A beautiful, tall, big breasted, young looking, woman wearing a nice blue dress and high heels, greeted me as I entered.

She showed me to my table, handed me a menu, and told me that a WaitressBot, a service robot, would be with me soon.   Then the girl turned and went back to her station. After she left my table, I pulled out my phone and meant to hit the Wi-Fi button, but mistakenly hit the Bluetooth button.

When I hit the Bluetooth button I was pleasantly surprised to find that the hostess’ Bluetooth connection was active, so I decided to have some fun at her expense.

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Once I had shown the strange man to his table, I returned to my station and greeted more costumers.  Things got so crazy that I didn’t even notice that there was something being uploaded into my brain.  I was too busy with the lunch crowd to be thinking I was being hacked.

When the crowd thinned out, I noticed that the strange man had left.  I didn’t pay any attention to it.  Since my shift was over, I decided to head home.

When I got outside the restaurant and began walking home, I didn’t realize that I wasn’t heading to my house but somewhere else.  I finally came to the realization when I knocked on the door of the strange man’s house.

When he opened the door I thought to myself, how did I get here, and who is this guy?  The man introduced himself and proceeded to invite me in.  While I should have run, instead I walked into this stranger’s house as though I knew him.