Gwen passed me on the street today, and I don’t think she recognized me. She didn’t acknowledge me, or even nod a chilly greeting like she remembered me at all. We had been a couple, dated for months.
But apparently I meant nothing to Gwen now. I would like to say maybe she didn’t notice me, but that’s unlikely. I do stand out in a crowd—seven-foot-tall, stainless tungsten steel body, giant glass head with thousands of twinkling colored lights inside.
She was my builder’s daughter. I guess robots and humans just aren’t meant to be a good romantic fit.
But apparently I meant nothing to Gwen now. I would like to say maybe she didn’t notice me, but that’s unlikely. I do stand out in a crowd—seven-foot-tall, stainless tungsten steel body, giant glass head with thousands of twinkling colored lights inside.
She was my builder’s daughter. I guess robots and humans just aren’t meant to be a good romantic fit.
