Evaluation

Vanessa was grabbed once again by the mechanical arms and dragged over to the reception desk. A light switched on, revealing a strange robot. The robot had just a cylinder for a body, and a sphere as a head. It did have a short blonde wig however, to show some human features. "Oh God is this management? God fucking help me!" Vanessa complained, she was hoping a human would be there to help her.

"Hello. I am evaluate-bot. I will evaluate you to understand what is to be done with you." The robot told Vanessa in a slightly broken robotic tone. "Oh great, glad you can help." Vanessa sarcastically responded, she was starting to think this whole place was one big joke. "First question: are you a male or poop-ale?" The robot glitched, twitching its spherical head.

Vanessa looked at the robot, dumbfounded. "Umm.. what is your fucking obsession with poop? Weirdo!" Vanessa answered. _"Marking subject as Poop-ale, proceeding." _The robot typed something into the computer. Vanessa just looked at robot with a **** stare, she knew her answers wouldn't matter.

"Next question: what do you love?" The robot asked, tilting its head back. "I'm gonna guess poop?" Vanessa sarcastically responded, fed up by this point. The robot said absolutely nothing. Instead, it stared at Vanessa, twitching it's round head as if it were malfunctioning. The awkward silence was beginning to piss off Vanessa.

Vanessa heard the tap of key, as the robot slowly pressed a button. Vanessa was beginning to freak out as she heard loud machines whirring all around the room. "Good luck" The robot spoke creepily, as Vanessa panicked.