In the year 2025 the British
government decreed every household was to
be issue an android helper, this was to reduce the pressures of the daily lives
of adults, it was an expensive move and one met with a lot of resistance,
androids had quickly become commonplace,
and despite the fact that life had become good for humankind, many believe that
a machine that could think for itself on any level was not going to end well.
Too many science fiction
movies, for the most part, androids had
taken most of the high-risk workloads, so
the mortality rate of humans due to work-related
injuries had dropped over the last few years, for those of upper-class heritage, they were the first to
employ android helpers, the range was anything from House Maid to Opare and a
few things in-between. In a dramatic move to try and raise everyone’s quality
of life, the decision was taken that every household would have a basic model
helper android.
The units deployed were a
standard Self Aware Android Helper or S.AR.A.H as they were more commonly
known. These were basic units that were for all intents and purposes had been
built primarily to be maids or nannies
depending on their purposing. They were linked to a central cloud server that
allowed them to update and become better as they learnt new tasks or language
skills, this would then propagate throughout their own self-contained network.
Of course, the decision to allow these
updates was entirely up to the user, depending on your level of trust I guess.
I was a 29-year-old guy with my own set issues, I made
my living writing game guides and creating various video guides, my success
came in spates and my failures were often grand, which is why I didn’t
exactly like people for the most part. It was Friday morning when there was a
knock at the door rousing me from sleep, I stumbled to the door and opened it
behind the chain.
“Mr
Alexander Rayheart?” The man asked a burly
kind of guy, big shoulders, balding and looked completely miserable.
“Mmm yea, what did I do this time?” I replied it wasn’t the first time I’d fallen the
wrong side of bailiffs throughout my life.
“Delivery
of your S.AR.A.H unit, sign the sheet and we’re all done” He replied.
I unhooked the chain and
opened the door, taking the tablet and signing my name off, the other guy
wheeled a large box into my hallway then along with his burly friend
disappeared down the hall. I closed the door and replaced the chain. I looked
over the box for a moment before heading to my room and getting myself dressed.
As I came back I had retrieved my box cutter and made light work of opening the
box.
Inside the box was the same bot I’d seen a
thousand times over,
I vaguely remember the
paperwork
that we were meant to have sent back to make certain
customisations, but I never did and so I was left with the bog
standard blonde bot. I looked her over for a moment then tapped her temple, there
was a whirring and she blinked twice.
“Good
morning, I am Self Aware Android Helper number 34229789, please state your name for voice recognition and primary
owner status,” The android said it a flat rehearsed tone.
“Alexander
James Rayheart,” I don’t even know why I gave my whole name it was just an
automatic response.
“Good
morning Master Rayheart, you are now my primary owner, I will respond to
requests using your voice recognition pattern, I can also use biometric
telemetry to ensure there is no forgery of this information, it is your choice
of course,” The flatness in her voice was worse than installing you’re own
computer, I guess I had no choice but to run through the start-up sequence and
have her ready.
“Sure,”
I replied, shaking her hand.
“Biometric
lock has now been confirmed, basic setup is now complete, I am Self Aware
Android Helper number 34229789 and owned by Master Alexander James Rayheart,
please confirm this information is correct,”
“Do
I have to call you that?” I would never remember
that name, not for a second.
“My
primary designation is Self-Aware Android Helper number 34229789, my standard
access name is Sarah, however, my primary
owner may offer any designation they choose,” She replied.
“So
I can pick any name?”
“That
is correct,”
“Then
I think we’ll stick with Sarah,” I replied
“Confirmed,
biometric lock is now confirmed, basic setup is now complete, I am Self Aware
Android Helper number 34229789, my designation has been updated to Sarah and I
am owned by Master Alexander James Rayheart,
please confirm this information is correct,”
“It’s
correct,” I replied
“Data
locked, you can switch to advanced setup, update mode or give me my
instructions,” She stood now looking at me, there was something awkward about
the way she watched me, I almost felt as if I was been sized up to be shot.
“What
does advanced setup do?” I asked
“Advanced
setup will require me to connect to your home network, I can access any devices
on that network to get to know you, build a database of family birthdays and
remind you of upcoming details you have stored, I can also access the SARAH
network to check for updates to my primary programming, I can do these updates
automatically or require your permission,”
“I’d
rather you ask before tampering with your core programming,” I stated, it was
more a thought I hadn’t meant to speak.
“Setting
confirmed, all updates will now be primary owner approved,”
“OK
you can connect to the network Sarah, let me know of any updates,” I stated
softly
“It
may take several hours to check the relevant updates, all updates can be seen
as well as my status on my operating tablet, this also contains a copy of my
user manual as well as contact details for Nova my manufacturing company should
a fault arise,” She made her way to the front room and had already located the
router, I was guessing she used WPS to connect to the router as within seconds
my computer kicked up the new connection to her.
“I
can access you from my PC?” I stated loudly.
“You
can access my DCIM directory for any files you instruct me to store, my core
drive is protected and cannot be accessed legally, through such fundamental
methods, I am bound to report any attempts to breach my core database,” She
replied.
“I
wasn’t going to, I was just a little surprised my computer found a connection,”
Her programming must have
kicked as she was now busy tidying the front room, there was a strange feeling
to that, I hadn’t asked her to and yet she was
bound to do so, getting used to having her around would be a huge adjustment
for me I had lived alone for quite some time. I quickly became horribly aware
of how lost I felt having a female, even an artificial one in the house.
“Sarah
how come I was given a female model?” I was kind of curious to see how she
would respond.
“Male
or Female units are dispatched based on known patterns of the user, you have
been single for 4 years 8 months 12 hours based on your social media profiles,
this data was used in conjunction with the fact you have no marriage or
children records registered to you. It was assumed you would prefer a female
unit, despite you failing to turn in the correct paperwork. All households must have an S.AR.A.H unit by September
of 2026,” She replied, again it was disturbing to know she knew exactly how
long I’d been single, though I guess if she had access to my social media
profiles it wasn’t too hard for her to track back through the data.
“Well
at least they got something right,” I sighed softly.
“You
can, of course, request a male model if that is your preference,” She added as
she tossed a pile of dirty clothes into a pile in the doorway.
“Not
at all, I’m happy with you,” I replied.
“Sexual
preference update complete,” I blinked as she stated a simple function update.
“Are
you going to tell me every setting you update?”
“You
did instruct me to do so,” She replied, “Also there are currently 403 updates
to my interactions database, 11 updates to my AI, and 106 to my learning
pattern program, would you like me to list them?”
“Erm,
no, will any of them change your personality in any way?” I asked, oddly I was
aware that even if they did it was unlikely she would tell me.
“They
are mostly updates to my ability to understand people as a whole based on data
uploaded by other S.AR.A.H units, none of them will interrupt our relationship,
they may cause a slight adjustment to my interactivity with you,”
“Do
you upload data to them?” I asked quickly
“Yes,
I am obligated to upload interactions data, location data and your current
system settings for me,” She replied.
“Can
I stop you uploading any personal data, beyond those things?”
“Any
settings from my primary owner supersede those of my base program unless they directly conflict the
health of the unit or my primary owner,”
“Send
what you need to but do not include any personal data beyond my name, I would
prefer to know the government aren’t peering into every aspect of my life,”
“Upload
preference update complete,” She replied
“Updates
are now in progress, I am required to go into passive standby to ensure updates
install correctly, I will be offline for 8 hours,”
“OK, I’ll see you
then,” I replied with a nod, she made her
way to the corner where she sat, plugging herself into the mains her eyes
closed and that is where she remained.