This traffic is going to make me go insane
I didn't exactly know why I was rushing to the lab, considering I did not have a clue as to why I was needed there. The urgency in Doctor Clauson's voice, however, did motivate me to go outside my self to make it there in a hurry. He said he couldn't stay on the phone and needed for me to get there as quick as possible. Were the calculations wrong? So many questions and doubts ran in and out my head. I am being too negative.
I'm here
Vega Enterprises: Level 5-- Lobby
I never forget to lock up my car. It's a ritual for me every day, a routine of mines. Grab my coffee, pop my trunk, lock my doors, take the elevator down to the main door. I look at my watch as the elevator slowly goes down the levels. The familiar computerized female voice I hear every day welcomes me home. She's the only one welcoming home right now....
Identity Verification procedure commencing---
15:32...I should be able to make it back home by dinner...check that...I think I might get drive thru
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Scan complete---------- Good Afternoon Doctor Newsome
A smile graces my face. I couldn't help but to, like I routinely do every day I hear her say my name.
"Good Afternoon to you too Ulene. How is the MCP holding up today? I'm hoping you have my data reports uploaded and ready for me on my computer?"
"Yes sir. Would you like the Johnson files uploaded as well sir?"
"I think I can do without their problems today, Ulene. I know you will take care of my answering machine if they call me" I say with a smile. She responds...
"It's what I do best Doctor Newsome."
I figure if Ulene was an actual human being, she would be smiling right now as well. Walking towards my next elevator was always a bright moment in my day. Ulene knew nothing outside of what she was programmed to do. To monitor the companies ingoing and outgoing information, i.e. Internet lawyers, medical files, money transfers etc.
