Mike perused the drafts of previous GUI’s, examined the history of the work they’d been doing, sifting through it the way someone might look at old photos of past events, unaware of what they are looking for, hoping they’d feel something when they found it.
*Ahem* Mira simulated in a low tone. She’d learned to do it after only once being told, tentatively, that she had startled him. Not learned. This was the outcome of an algorythym, the input being: ‘told to be less intrusive’ which would be defined, painstakingly, by better programmers than him.
Are you going to the gym tonight?
“Yes. Definitely. I haven’t missed a single of the last five sessions!” Except she’d know that. She has a perfect memory afterall.
That’s great news Mike. Keep up the good work, you’re on your way to becoming your best self!
“I used to hate that phrase.” MIke mumbled. He highlighted population control. Placed it side by side with the latest change. Population management. Anala had stopped by yesterday, placed her hand on his shoulder and squeezed twice and said something like “Thanks for staying late recently, you’re the best at this Mike. You’re the best! Don’t worry, the next change is purely superficial.”
“Be easy then, no sweat ‘Nala.”
Mike said to no one, or perhaps to Mira: “Populaton…management.” Trying it out. What was that Mike?”
“Nothing Mira, really.”
Okay but if you want to talk about it feel free!
A chuckle escaped Mike. He’d heard the others don’t keep old backups close at hand. Archived away somewhere, or just left in some folder no one can remember. What was the use of keeping them? Someone else might have a copy anyway. Someone in legal, or marketing. Mike tracked the change to the logos, the headers, the footers, how one child policy lasted all of several hours before someone gave Cally a history lesson, became the new nuclear family, became the trinity, which was targeted towards South America, towards Italy, accelerated away from Mike when his counterpart, someone called Javier Lee translated the interface across the world. “Which do you think sounds better Mira: ‘The Eden Initiative.” or…”We’re running out of space, food, water, energy and…uh…we’re fucked…”
I don’t really know what those two things are. What do you think Mike?
“I don’t Mira. I have my own problems. Nothings changed.”
You gotta help yourself before you can help others!
“Damn straight. You know, I’m thinking of taking these Yoga lessons to meet…people. And also because it’s good for me. Take the money I was spending on Solwar and like, use it on that.”
Yoga is great for you Mike! I know a lot about Yoga, would you like me to list some positive facts?”
“Nah. It’s fine, I’ve already decided.”
I can also recommend many licenced venues, gyms, and personal trainers near you, Mike.
Mike continued to highlight jargon, long dead.