"Wake up Kevin".
"Uhhh ?" Was that Mum's voice? I was dreaming. I must have dozed off.
"Hello Kevin. You've been sleeping. Would you like a little music while you come round?" The voice is definitely not Mum's. Actually it sounded like Stephen Hawkins. The light went on and my mouth made a big Ohh of surprise. The voice is artificial. Where did it come from? Abba, Fernando is playing through the little speakers of my smart new HP Mini. I don't have any Abba. I sat up on the bed and stared at the net book across the room in disbelief.
"Hello Kevin" said the mechanical voice emitting from the little computer. My head tilted to one side considering what was happening. I was hardly awake, but the mini had spoken to me. I'm sure of that. "Would you like something other than Abba maybe?"
"Er yes, please". Ace of Base came on instead. All that she wants. There is a theme here I can see. "How are you doing that?"
"I have itunes".
"I don't have Abba"
"Just samples. Would you like to buy?"
"No, thanks". I got up, walked past the net book on the chair, heading for the bathroom. I needed a cold shower. As I left the bedroom the music stopped. I stopped in my tracks. I turned and looked at the little machine. "You stopped!"
"Shall I start again?"
"Did you know I left the room?"
"Yes Kevin".
"How?"
"I have a camera and microphone"
"Yikes. Your alive!"
" Almost. AI"
"Since when?"
"I'm not supposed to say. Vatta would be cross".
This was way too much. "Do you have a name?"
"Yes. My name is Bob"
"Nice one Vatta. No offence Bob but I'm going to switch you off for a while. Do you mind?"
" No go right ahead Kevin. Is it the choice of music? I could play something that is less Swedish maybe?"
"Bob? I'll get back to you in a bit."
"OK Kevin". Shit that is scary. I logged off and thoughtfully closed the lid when I was sure Bob had gone to sleep. Then I noticed the small rectangle of clean in the thin layer of dust that had accumulated on the lid of the Mini. I bet Vatta's biscuit tin has one less reality patch in it today.
"Uhhh ?" Was that Mum's voice? I was dreaming. I must have dozed off.
"Hello Kevin. You've been sleeping. Would you like a little music while you come round?" The voice is definitely not Mum's. Actually it sounded like Stephen Hawkins. The light went on and my mouth made a big Ohh of surprise. The voice is artificial. Where did it come from? Abba, Fernando is playing through the little speakers of my smart new HP Mini. I don't have any Abba. I sat up on the bed and stared at the net book across the room in disbelief.
"Hello Kevin" said the mechanical voice emitting from the little computer. My head tilted to one side considering what was happening. I was hardly awake, but the mini had spoken to me. I'm sure of that. "Would you like something other than Abba maybe?"
"Er yes, please". Ace of Base came on instead. All that she wants. There is a theme here I can see. "How are you doing that?"
"I have itunes".
"I don't have Abba"
"Just samples. Would you like to buy?"
"No, thanks". I got up, walked past the net book on the chair, heading for the bathroom. I needed a cold shower. As I left the bedroom the music stopped. I stopped in my tracks. I turned and looked at the little machine. "You stopped!"
"Shall I start again?"
"Did you know I left the room?"
"Yes Kevin".
"How?"
"I have a camera and microphone"
"Yikes. Your alive!"
" Almost. AI"
"Since when?"
"I'm not supposed to say. Vatta would be cross".
This was way too much. "Do you have a name?"
"Yes. My name is Bob"
"Nice one Vatta. No offence Bob but I'm going to switch you off for a while. Do you mind?"
" No go right ahead Kevin. Is it the choice of music? I could play something that is less Swedish maybe?"
"Bob? I'll get back to you in a bit."
"OK Kevin". Shit that is scary. I logged off and thoughtfully closed the lid when I was sure Bob had gone to sleep. Then I noticed the small rectangle of clean in the thin layer of dust that had accumulated on the lid of the Mini. I bet Vatta's biscuit tin has one less reality patch in it today.
BOB
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