I am reading a short story anthology about how AIs will take over the world or some parts of it. In one of them, an "intelligent" virus escapes the lab via the romba (who slips of the door to the lab), the refrigerator, and a microwave.
After my afternoon jacuzzi, where I sit and read, I then go upstairs to take a shower. Unbeknownst to me, Eddie has set the romba upstairs to clean the carpet. So, as I walk into our bedroom on the way to the shower, the romba happens to be rolling right toward me.
I laughed, but part of me freaked the fuck out!
Scooter
PS. Beware of googling "Killer Romba." I thought there would be maybe one or two images, but there were quite a few. The words, Shit Ton, come to mind.
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