Topic: Garbage men in the far future, how have things changed?
It was a normal day at work for Chuck: the office looked just as usual; nothing was out of the ordinary during the day, nothing too surprising or difficult. Of course, if you knew what Chuck did for a living, if you saw his office, you might not agree that everything was normal. The year is 2169, and Chuck is a garbage man.
2169 was- as we all know- a monumental year for the people of earth, it was the year we set foot on a planet in another planetary system. For Chuck though, the day those first steps were broadcast on brain-o-vision, that event was not particularly important to him. Chuck was concentrating much more of his efforts on the Uranigators.
In 2169, being a garbage man required a PhD, and it had ever since scientists invented the nuclear-powered waste-teleportation system. The system transported waste wirelessly via special wormholes created at the site of waste creation and letting off at massive processing facilities on the outskirts of the major cities. One issue that quickly arose while initially removing all the garbage from then antique underground sewage system was the accidental transport- and then mutation- of sewer alligators, into Uranigators. The Uranigators were nearly indestructible, supremely powerful and impossible to even get near without proper radiation protection.
Chuck was the man responsible for getting rid of the Uranigators who congregate around the processing facility, and with his PhD in Nuclear Biology, he was the best man for the job. He donned his radioactivity suit and walked to the pond outside the facility where the Uranigators congregated. In his hands chuck was gripping a large weapon; it looked unlike any 21st century weapon and Chuck immediately fired a blast into the air. The Uranigators all snapped to attention, looking toward Chuck. For a moment, there was silence as the two parties stood still, waiting for the first move. Within a second or so, the Uranigators- all 15 of them- began in sprinting full bore toward Chuck, glowing brighter green as they picked up speed.
As the Uranigators raced toward him, Chuck remembered back to that ancient movie his dad used to love watching when he was a kid. It was about the rise and fall of a Cuban gangster just before the internet era. As the Uranigators neared, Chuck raised his weapon toward them and then, recalling that oh-so-famous line, he decided to belt it out before firing “You wanna fuck with me? Okay. You wanna play rough? Okay. Say hello to my little friend!”
Saturday, October 22, 2011
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