Prompt for #HerTurnFilmsProject: Tech Nightmare-How far do they go? Starring: Joseph Morgan and Candice King (as inspiration). Place: Silicon Valley. Year: 2030.
Hello, my lovely readers. Welcome to my project, HerTurnFilmsProject. This is an example piece for anyone who is interested in seeing what I am offering. If you would like more info., PM me, or drop a message in my box @queenofthedramedies on Tumblr. On with the show…
It started on a Saturday. I just transferred to a job, to do some consulting, with a little tech company. They needed people who had strong communication skills and a no-nonsense attitude. The boys there looked at my perky smile and my blonde curls and they thought: “She’s cute and cannot possibly understand a word I am saying to her.”
Too bad for them. In fact, I love technology. My devices make every day easier. Like my Fridgie—yeah, I think it’s an odd thing to call the fridge, but the kid who invented it was only five. I hacked my Fridgie and have made it into a music player. And it plays my favorite tunes, every single morning. So, I dance around my kitchen, eating my granola and hoping that some creep is not watching me through the screen.
On a Saturday, I had work to do. Yes. You heard me right. Work, on a Saturday. Apparently the boys had a meeting and I had to come up with a speech for their selected boss. Oh, well, double my pay for the day.
So, I’m on my way to work and I hear this faint buzzing. At first I just shrug it off. It’s nothing, I tell myself. Oh, no, it was something alright. It was this weird Poddette hanging no more than ten feet away. It’s this charming shade of baby blue, reminds me of a new baby. The light changes—I continue on my way—forgetting all about my little stalker.
On Monday, there is the Poddette, again. This thing does not give up. It just follows me to work. These things are supposed to make our lives easier. Pick things up like the newspaper, play music and remind us of things, like my purse, on my nightstand, on my way out the door.
Why is this Poddette following me?
Like the good, little techie I am, I lead my new friend home, and then I hit it, with a baseball bat. Now that I have it, trapped in my home—where it has nowhere to go, nowhere to hide—I take it into my kitchen and open the back. Finding the control panel, I hit the right buttons to send it home, tomorrow, since it’s my day off.
With a smile on my face, I follow my little stalker, pet Poddette back to where he came from. Imagine my surprise, or lack thereof when I get to my temporary work place. Of course, it’s one of those creepy boys I work for who has sent the Poddette to follow me around like a demented puppy.
Storming into the office, I am about to chew out the boy that the Poddette settles in front of. But then he turns, pushing his glasses up his nose, his mess of brownish-blondish curls falling into his eyes and I melt like the biggest, cheesiest rom-com loving girl who has ever walked the planet.
“Candice, would you like a coffee?” he asks, his British accent making my knees weak.
“Sure. I’d love to.” I say with a cheerful smile. “Come here, boy,” I call and the Poddette flies to me. I take it to a nearby coffee shop, grab a latte and know that Morgan, Mr. Techie himself, is watching me the whole time.
A Poddette, sadly, does not exist at this time, and is named after ear pods. So, imagine a floating piece of plastic and metal—much like a talking drone—minus the propellers—that could help people with their daily needs.
Thank you reading, faving, following, and reviewing. I hope to see you again, soon, remember to support #HTF!
