cyber"truck" is a robot after all
I swear. I never imagined it, but I ended up "rescuing" a troubled Cybertruck in a parking lot at a Walmart. The Cybertruck's frunk (I learned that "frunk" is a front trunk) refused to close and the driver was having a breakdown. It really looked like the car was refusing to close the frunk. âMy life is passing me by and this car canât even close the frunk!â He screamed at his frunk (with a few "colorful words" I omit). He got concerned looks from a few people passing. As I was passing, though, I noticed this: the Cybertruck was in front of the brushes swaying in the breeze. It reminded me of my robot vacuum. It freezes at dancing leafy shadows until I "provide" a human-shaped shadow. Then I thought those random, gently moving shadows might confuse robotic sensors.
"May I?" I asked the driver but he was way too busy to notice me. So I did the same for the Cybertruck: I pushed back the bushes a bit, and gave it a nice clear human-shaped shadow, and voilĂ !
The frunk closed. The driver's mouth opened.
Then he let out another set of âcolorful wordsâ at the frunk, got into his gigantic machine, and left. The Cybertruck didn't make any noise at all, and glided away, with the driver's voice fainted into the road.
My "You're welcome" melted into the autumn sky. Maybe I ought to thank my robot cleaner, that would at least "beep" me.