Friday, September 1, 2017

100 word story - report

Sunday June 45 2084.
Officer Jacobs reporting.
Today, the station was filled with businessmen. A congress, I believe.
All traffic was situated around the bar and dance venue.
When I arrived at my assigned station at the bar, three men were shouting at each other.
I separated them. One of the men broke his hand. That was his fault!
Then the three of them started to attack me. Two broke their feet. One his leg.
Sir, it’s not my fault they attacked me. I’m just a simple robot, trying to do his job.
Please don’t demote me to garbage disposal!

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