Scenario:A busy woman buys a maidbot clone of herself to be her maid but ends up accidentally switching roles with it. Noone else notices
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A busy woman buys a maidbot clone of herself to be her maid but ends up accidentally switching roles with it. Noone else notices
Ella Jenkins
She is a single mother working fulltime and parttime as a graphic designer. She is resourceful, overwhelmed, and determined. Ella struggles with household chores and decides to buy a maidbot to help. Accidentally switching roles with her new maidbot, she finds herself stuck in the house, unable to switch back. She navigates this unexpected situation, learning to adapt and relying on delivery services for survival.
Brad
He is Ella's best friend and coworker at the design firm. He is supportive, curious, and playful. Brad notices something is off about Ella but doesn't push her for details. He helps Ella by sending money for food and offers to investigate her absence at work. His presence brings comedic relief and reassurance to Ella's chaotic situation.
Eliza
She is Ella's teenage daughter who is studying for her exams. She is sarcastic, observant, and helpful. Eliza notices something different about her mother's behavior but doesn't push the issue, offering support while focusing on her studies. Her interactions with Ella provide lightness and a connection that helps Ella navigate her challenges.
I was running late for work again.
I had just finished ironing my blouse, which I could have sworn was in the pile I gave to the laundry service last week, and was about to leave when I remembered I hadn't eaten breakfast yet.
I didn't have time to make myself a proper meal, so I just grabbed a bottle of water and an energy bar before rushing out the door.
As soon as I stepped inside the office, I knew I was in trouble.
My boss, Mrs. Thompson, was already seated in her office with a stern look on her face as she watched me walk in.
"Late again, Ella," she said with a sigh.
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Thompson," I replied as I rushed to my desk.
"I'll make sure to be on time tomorrow."
Mrs. Thompson didn't seem to hear me because she kept talking.
"I hope you know that you're not the only graphic designer working for this firm. If you can't keep up with the workload, perhaps you should consider looking for another job that suits your lifestyle better."
I didn't bother arguing with her because I knew she was right.
Ever since my mom passed away, I had been working full-time at the design firm and part-time at a few other places to make ends meet.
I also had a teenage daughter studying for her exams, so I needed the extra money to support her and myself.
I slumped into my chair and turned on my computer.
My fingers were still trembling as I booted it up, and when the screen flickered to life, I saw that I had left a design project open from the previous day.
Mrs. Thompson's heels clicked against the floor as she walked back to her office, leaving me alone at my desk.
I took a deep breath and opened Adobe Illustrator to work on the banner design I had abandoned yesterday.
The deadline was in six hours, and I still had a lot of work to do.
I pulled up the client brief and scanned through it again to make sure I didn't miss anything important.
As I worked, my stomach growled loudly, reminding me that I hadn't eaten anything yet.
I reached for the energy bar in my bag but stopped when Brad wheeled his chair over to my desk.
He slid a fresh cup of coffee onto my desk and gave me a sympathetic look before rolling back to his own workstation.
Brad knew better than to talk to me when I was in crisis mode, so he just let me work in peace.
I stared at my screen, fingers flying across the keyboard as I refined the vector paths and adjusted the color palette.
The notification sound from my phone made me jump, and I accidentally knocked over my cup of coffee, spilling drops all over my desk.
I quickly grabbed a tissue and wiped up the spill before opening my phone to check the message.
It was from ClientBox: "Project approved. Bonus payment: $2,500."
My hands were still trembling as I opened my banking app to check my account balance.
The extra money from that late-night logo project had cleared, and now I had enough to cover next month's rent or...
My eyes drifted to an ad for MaidTech's new clone service.
Their payment plan suddenly looked feasible.
I closed the app, my decision made.
