Chapter 9:// Calling on

 

Back in the cafeclnc wifi the datarate was still low even though there were barely any users this time of day.

Leo the user checked the email he got from the Apollo Clinic. It said to come pick up his dog. It wasn’t actually his dog, but he had had to claim ownership for them to perform surgery on the poor creature.

 

parrotd> The user needs instructions!

httpd> Coming, coming. This connection is slow.

 

The clinic’s instructions popped up on his veil, in his field of vision. He was to walk around the back of the building, where they had brought in Aibo, his newly acquired responsibility.

The user saw the instructions but looked towards the cafeteria.

 

parrotd> Did he crash?

armd> No, he is hesitating again.

parrotd> Must be a processing speed issue. Was there any head injury in the patient file?

walkmand> Oh, he wants to see the girl antoniou.katerina@apollomedical.com! I’ll give him a tune.

 

A rap song with the words, “Go for it” in angry repetition blasted the user’s ears. He took a step forward, then another. A nurse blocked his way and stared at him for a minute but it didn’t deter him. He went to the cafeteria and looked around.

She wasn’t there.

The user slapped his forehead and looked at the time. Her shift must have ended. He did a u-turn and headed around back to get his dog.