Prompt: Describe a weird day at your workplace.
As the door clicked shut behind me, there was no doubt anymore. Something was definitely wrong with today.
First, the bus waiting for me, then the security guard not stopping me to check my card, and now the lights. I am the first one in office everyday and I consider it somewhat of a duty to switch on the lights. Not today. The lights are already waiting for me in their bright glare. I felt a slight chill run down my spine, although it might have been the air conditioning.
I couldn’t shake the feeling. My desk seemed too well arranged. Not a single thing misplaced. My system booted up within 2 minutes, adding to my worries. Something was terribly terribly wrong here.
No tickets. No errors. Everyone was in office and talking in English to each other, instead of their usual Telegu. I was starting to think of running away. It was lunchtime.
I was nearing my limits when I saw that the canteen had north Indian Thali and Bengali Thali. Somebody was playing a joke with me. And I did not find this funny. I decided to skip lunch and have a coffee and a sandwich.
The sandwich was half finished. One more sip of coffee and I would head back to my desk. That was when I saw it.
One can only imagine the amount of media frenzy that would erupt when one of the most premier IT offices in the city becomes airborne and announces global destruction over strategically placed megaphones.
“So they were serious about the notice”, I heard someone say beside me.
It was the security guard from earlier today. “Oh! I believe I haven’t introduced myself. I am Shelby Corba. Content Creator for the guide”
“What guide?” I asked.
“No time for that now. I think we should hitch a lift as soon as possible, before they run this down”, the security guard mentioned while casually trying to switch on what looked like a plastic hand to me.
“What they?”, I asked.
“Oh god! You humans can be so obtuse sometimes. I have to add that to my entry. Anyways, aliens are going to destroy this planet for the construction of a 2.5 light years tall statue of the Galactic President. Didn’t you just hear their announcement?”, said the guy as the plastic hand started frantically waving up and down, gradually gaining speed with a soft whirring sound.
“No, umm.. I was actually getting.. Wait, What? Aliens? What the..? And who are you? What is that hand? what is going on?”, I was totally flustered and lost.
“Can we please keep your quest for eternal knowledge aside for now? When they lived with you, inside your computers, you let them take over your internet, and then your phones, then your cars, your homes, then came the army and everything else. You could not see them then, so no point in getting your panties in a wad about it now. Hold this” he said, matter of factly offering me the waving hand. There seemed to be no option as I grabbed it, vigorously being shaken by my forearm muscles. The ground seemed to turn into steam under us as we rose higher and faster every moment.
It was as if the building was waiting for us to make a move. It turned towards us and started to fire up its thrusters. That was when I saw the Google logo
Arnab Mukherjee 