<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Sekker on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/sekker/</link><description>Recent content in Sekker on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/sekker/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Too Good to Be True</title><link>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I browsed though the magazines in the rack while I waited in the queue eventually just picking one out at random, not really for the stories but the crosswords made work more bearable, I’m a customer service adviser, and yes that’s a fancy title for someone who answers the phones in one of the businesses that have gone back to the ‘human’ touch way of thinking.
The old man in front paid and shuffled out of the store so I placed the basket on the counter and waited while the robotic shop assistant efficiently packed the few items I was purchasing. ‘He’, I say he because this model had no discernible gender features which I always thought just made things harder, smiled at me and said “Hello Jenny ready meal again? I had deduced from your shopping habits that you enjoyed food preparation?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Too Good to Be True</title><link>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2010/02/16/too-good-to-be-true/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;I browsed though the magazines in the rack while I waited in the queue eventually just picking one out at random, not really for the stories but the crosswords made work more bearable, I’m a customer service adviser, and yes that’s a fancy title for someone who answers the phones in one of the businesses that have gone back to the ‘human’ touch way of thinking.
The old man in front paid and shuffled out of the store so I placed the basket on the counter and waited while the robotic shop assistant efficiently packed the few items I was purchasing. ‘He’, I say he because this model had no discernible gender features which I always thought just made things harder, smiled at me and said “Hello Jenny ready meal again? I had deduced from your shopping habits that you enjoyed food preparation?” I rolled my eyes “uh hu and how much do I owe you?”&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>