Why Think Twice?

He swiveled around in his desk chair, taking a brief break from looking at his screen, overstimulated from all his work.

“What do I think of their response to my message?” he inquired of his AI assistant, a small, lifeless rock sitting on his desk.

His AI assistant, having been trained on all his personal information, responded, “You feel his response was a bit too quip for your liking and wish he’d leave the sarcasm out next time.”

Placing his feet abruptly on the ground to cease his rotation, he exclaimed, “That bastard. They always have something negative to say,” before letting out an exasperated sigh.

The door across the hallway opened as they sauntered joyfully into the office. When they noticed him sitting in his chair, they cheerfully called out, “Good morning! I sent you a reply to your message if you haven’t seen it already. Thank you for always being so on top of things.”

“Good morning,” he replied sullenly, “I saw it. Thank you.”

“Of course I saw it, I’m sitting at my desk, how could I not have seen it?” he muttered to himself a scowl forming on his face, “Do they think I just sit here and pretend to work?”