The double doors to the director’s office were slammed open as an angry lieutenant marched in wearing his full armored suit.
“You’re giving her one before me?” he yelled at him, slamming his hands down on his desk in a blinding rage.
“Unlike you, she has control over her emotions. That is the number one requirement for the A.I. program. You know that,” the director spoke cooly.
“Don’t tell me that I don’t deserve one! Don’t tell me I don’t have control over my emotions! I have earned it! I have worked harder for it than her! I’ve been here longer than her!” He grabbed the pencil holder on the desk and threw it at the wall. Intimidation wouldn’t work though, nothing phased the director anymore.
“The decision has already been made. Nothing you can say well change it,” he folded his hands neatly on his desk, “You have assaulted all of your teammates at least once in a blind rage and she is the leader of this team. If you have a problem with that, you may file a formal complaint. However, given your history and this new incident, it won’t make a difference.”
“You just want to watch us fall apart. You play favorites,” he spat on his desk and left the room furious.
The director sighed and opened his computer to log the incident. Yes, he did play favorites but he didn’t want the team to fall apart. He wanted to weed out the weaklings by handing out a brand new A.I. to the only person he believed would benefit from one.
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