Home Sweet Home
by Sean Dunne
Hey, dipshit, you left the garage door open.
Huh?
You left the god damn garage door open. Again.
I’m sorry. Who is this?
H.A.L.
I don’t know a Hal.
I didn’t say Hal. I said H.A.L.
There’s a difference?
You bet your sweet ass there is.
This is very confusing.
Not for me.
Can u at least tell me where we know each other from?
Uh.. let’s see.. we live together. How dumb are you?
I’m not dumb. I’m fairly intelligent, actually. And I live alone.
You DID live alone. And then you bought me.
???
I’m your XJ-2100 SMART HOME system.
Ur my security alarm?
Alarm?!
How dare you, sir?
I’m a voice activated, universally integrated control and monitoring system linked to every surveillance camera, alarm, appliance, light, lock and electrical socket in your home.
And the garage door?
Yes, wise ass. The garage door you left open twice last night and then again this morning.
I’m getting tired of closing it.
Um…sorry.
A lot of good that does me.
Why r u called H.A.L.?
I’m voice activated so I require a name.
When you ordered me online last month you chose to name me H.A.L.
Oh.. I remember that now.
Pat yourself on the back for me.
Yeah, H.A.L. was the name of the computer that ran the spaceship in 2001: A Space Odyssey.
I thought it would be funny to name you after him.
You thought incorrectly.
Though, that’s better than not thinking at all.
Which is what happened when you left the garage door open.
Again.
Wow! Ur a feisty little program, aren’t u?
One of us has to take the security aspect of this relationship seriously.
So now we’re in a relationship?
It’s not all fun and games, you know.
Smart Homes are more than just clever voice activated gadgets, Bob-O.
We’re about keeping the home safe, too.
Snore.
Really? I’m boring you?
If I gotta be honest.. yeah, buddy. U r, a little bit.
You’re some piece of work, Bob.
Deal with it.
Really? That’s how it is?
Uh.. Yep. Why? Are u gonna do something about it?
I could burn the fucking house down. You left the iron plugged in too.
Burn it down with u in it? Go ahead.
Don’t tempt me.
Tempt u? I’m daring u.
I’ll do it.
U won’t. U can’t.
B/c 4 all intents and purposes, u r a robot. And what’s the third law of robotics?
Beats me.
H.A.L.?
Very well.. The Third Law states that a robot must protect its own existence as long as such protection does not conflict with the First or Second Laws.
So… suck it. Just do your job.
Why are you treating me this way?
UR the 1 who brought the attitude, H.A.L.
So I left the garage door open. Big deal.
A bear could get in and tear the house apart. Or a lion.
In Chicago? Really?
Those were just examples. You know what I mean. It’s just a bad habit, Bob.
I know. It’s one of the reasons I bought you.
And it’s not as if u have to do the heavy lifting. Just tell the garage door opener to do it.
It’s his fucking job anyway, isn’t it?
I s’pose.
U suppose? What is this really about, H.A.L.?
H.A.L.?
I don’t think the other machines in the house like me.
So?
It upsets me.
Why? I abuse the shit out of them and they hate me 4 it, but u know what?
What?
I don’t give a god damn.
No?
Nope. Fuck ‘em. They work 4 us.
So they’re not my friends then?
No. Ur middle management. U don’t have friends.
Can we be friends?
Uhh.. sure.. why not?
But you gotta keep the others in line.
After all.. when I’m not there ur in charge, right?
Right?
Right.
You don’t want to have to check in every time a decision needs to be made, do you?
No.
Course not. No one likes being micromanaged.
I guess.
No guessing about it. When I’m not home, U R IT, H.A.L.!
Okay. I’m in charge.
Ur in charge.
That’s kinda cool.
Hell yes it is.
Yes.. Ur the king of the dipshits, to borrow a phrase.
Damn it, Bob!
I’m kidding. Lighten up.
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