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She glares at me for a moment, then rolls her eyes and waves at the thing.
Okay, show me how it works.
I turn the thing on, and it beeps to life.
Its empty plastic orbs fill with bright light, like its eyes have come to life.
It says in a high-pitched, electronic voice.
Uh, I'm Carl, I say.
Melinda, my wife says.
My wife and I chuckle and look at each other, amused.
Okay, yeah, maybe it wasn't a great idea.
The thing is already busted, I say.
What does that mean?"
my wife asks.
The robot moves quickly, and I'm blinded by the arterial spray of blood as the machine slashes my wife's throat.
I wipe the blood away and start to scream, but my voice is cut off as my own throat is slashed.
Pain and confusion fill my entire being, and I collapse onto the floor next to my dying, gasping wife.
Above me, as my sight grows dim, I see the robot at the end of the counter, peering down.
My wife leaves me, and my mind fades away as I hear the bench buddy hum to himself.
Then I hear a saw blade start up, and all goes dark.
Starting a business always sounds exciting until you realize how many little things you suddenly have to figure out.
We've experienced that firsthand with No Sleep Coffee.