Polly gazed skeptically at the conveyor belt and the arms that darted in and out with mechanical precision. "What if something goes wrong?"
"Then you push the red button and wait for help," said Foreman Oakes.
"But if it's just a little accident, I know how to change them..."
Oakes was already shaking his head. "You're just here to watch the robots. That's it. They handle everything."
"Okay." Polly sucked at her lower lip.
"It's better this way," said Oakes. "They're better at it."
Polly didn't answer, and for a few minutes, they watched the gurgling, happy babies gliding past.
DP FICTION #1: “Taste the Whip” by Andy Dudak
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