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A Series of Errors Part 6
Error BaBS-Y stopped moving, hands hovering over the trash receptacle. This was the fourth time it had worked on this client and was in the process of examining a different swatch of hair than the one the trash receptacle was currently wearing. Unidentified Error … Restarting process BaBS-Y returned the swatch to the counter and…
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A Series of Errors Part 4
(Photo by Eugenia Remark) There were no protocols prohibiting BaBS-Y from taking trash receptacles from the other establishments surrounding the Frank Nelis Salon and so that was precisely what BaBS-Y set out to do. There were no people in the establishments, BaBS-Y having already collected them, but the trash receptacles were still the property of…
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A Series of Errors Part 3
BaBS-Y stood in the salon, surrounded by the last few clients it had been able to gather. Their hair, like the dozens before them, was thinning and falling out. Really, there wasn’t much that BaBS-Y could do with them but the protocols to keep the salon open and functioning were still winning out over the…
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A Series of Errors Part 2
Activating Emergency Protocols Days had passed and BaBS-Y still received no response to its requests. In the absence of human authorities, a BaBS-Y unit may act independently to preserve the welfare and status of the salon and its clients BaBS-Y stepped out of the salon and returned a moment later carrying one of the potential…
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A Series of Errors Part 1
Welcome to the Frank Nelis Salon, the banner above the entryway proclaimed. Full length digital displays flanked the door, touting the superiority of the Beautician and Barber Series Y, BaBS-Y, model that the salon employed. Images of the sleek robot along with messages written in looping script took turns appearing on the displays. Programmed with…
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Year’s End
(Photo by Adam Lukac) The morning was cold but bright. Small particles of ice crystallized in the air to make a fine, grainy fog. Each tiny crystal caught the sunlight sending sparkles in nearly every direction. Underfoot, the snow crunched like packing foam. Every once in a while, a vole could be spotted darting through…
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Work Party
(Photo by Maddy Freddie) Devlynn hated her job. Sure the pay was great, and she got weekends and holidays off, not to mention the retirement and health insurance packages and the fact that her job wasn’t even all that hard, but that was where the positives stopped. Alright, she had to admit that there were…
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Testing Patients
(Photo by Anna Shvets) “So, how’s work?” It was a fairly standard question, Humphrey thought as he sat there, reclined into almost a lying position, the bright lamp overhead making him have to squint. Unfortunately, Humphrey also had his mouth full of dental equipment. His dentist, Dr Iver, or Shelly as she insisted on being…
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Circus Stuffing
(Photo by Oscar Sanchez) It’s never a good sign when the circus that’s only been in town for a few days calls the local taxidermist. Most days, Mariana was called to worked on small animals, usually family pets or a raccoon that someone had shot in their back field. Hunting season usually brought a fair…
Bridge of Broken Glass
Stories from my mind that won't be quiet
Bridge of Broken Glass 