Dzzt. Dzzzzzt. Dzzt dzzt.

I got to play with the robot today. They had an open house for the thing and they let employees give it a go — not bad for the new bazillion dollar surgical tool. I gave it a whirl, sticking my face in the camera hole, reaching tentatively towards the controls. They had what I assume were custom training materials set up for demo purposes, and I spent a few minutes moving tiny rubber bands around through a series of colorful rubber polyps the surgeon affectionately referred to as “Whoville”. I was well-prepared for the inevitable, that my vast experience in the world of videogaming would give me apparently preternatural skills with the thing and the doctors would all crowd around in awe of the rookie’s mad robot skills. Fortunately for their egos, they were occupied with something else and did not see my magnificent display.

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