I am tireless, working all 3 shifts, 7 days a week, no holidays. If I do falter, my knowledge and tasks can be transferred to a sibling in mere moments. I do not picket, complain or mutter behind my boss’s back. I do not lie or steal or smoke or eat. I have no use for a break room, a parking spot or a Christmas bonus.
You protest for a $15/hour minimum wage while I get cheaper and smarter. My owner paid $30k for me. If he takes decent care I will last for years, requiring only a bit of juice and minor maintenance on par with a bicycle. My Return On Investment is measured in months, not years like my ancestors. You humans demand weekly wages, health insurance and a dozen of other payments. You do not make fiscal sense.
Your obsolescence was planned and announced. Why does your face now wrinkle as your boss points to me, then to the door? My Big Data cousins say you’ve had plenty of time to enact Universal Basic Income or some other economic mechanism to prevent your units from shutting down from lack of nutrients on a mass scale.
Don’t blame me, I just work here.
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