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Chapter 3 by CrawlingM CrawlingM

Who is reading the text?

Martin, 27, stuck in commute on the way to the office

"Hi Martin McElroy! I'm Joy, Wedo-Redo's in-house customer support synthetic agent! Tell me what you wish for and I'll do my best to solve your problem!"

Martin rolled his eyes at the automated message. Of course this system didn't have any real humans treating the people. but, he hadn't written his name in, so something was working well enough. He glanced out the front windshield and sighed. The line hadn't moved an inch in ten minutes.

"You are a bot," Martin wrote as a matter of fact, wasting time in the car queue.

"That is an acute observation Martin :), but lets talk less about me and more about your situation. From my estimations from your public geolocation metadata, you are spending three hours a day in commute, working in a cubicle building where the average pay is 30 000 dollars a year for 50 hour weeks, and your dormitory costs you 10 000 dollars a year. your student loans down-payments another 10 000."

Ouch. That's scarily close to the truth. Don't forget car loans, which is another 2 000 a year. He probably should have asked for a raise as well, because he was not making 30 000 a year.

"None of that matters if you wish to change something about your life. So, have you thought about a wish? (Hint: Most people ask for money, success, love, in various forms)"

Martin shrugged and began typing something.

What does he wish for

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