I Told My Clone to Go to Work for Me, He Said F**K Off
My boss called the other day. He said the endless stacks of TPS reports I didn’t fill out are beginning to drift in hyperdrive. I told him “I’ll send my clone in”. He responded with “No. Your clone doesn’t do shit except make matters worse, and he tends to leave earlier than usual. I told him “fine, let me give him one more chance. It could be his hardwiring.”
“Hardwiring!?” My boss yells. “Do you mean to tell me he is an android?”
I hesitated and put the phone on mute and start bashing it on my kitchen table. My clone looked at me in surprise.
“Well, no…not an android per se. He comes with a certain amount of hardwired trauma in the brain. I guess you could say he got it from me.”
“Well I know a good therapist,” my boss quipped. “And btw you better get his brain straight or else I’m gonna make sure that clone of yours or YOU will be fired!”
I hung up the phone.
“Damnit, damnit, damnit!” I yelled. “Can you do one thing right!?”
The clone looked at me in disbelief. “I’m sorry, my other self…I’m undergoing some changes and I wanted to ask you about it.”
“Yeah, well what are they?”
