Harvey Winston ran his business for years before going public, so when he attended his first board of directors meeting, he was in dismay.
The engineer displayed the latest in office technology, the Techno Toilet.
“The toilet is fully automatic, it flushes automatically. A warm stream of water cleans you. Instead of staring at a stall door, a LCD screen scrolls out the latest stock information.” As he babbled on, he noticed Harvey had disappeared from the room.
Harvey was found sitting on an old toilet in an abandoned shed.
“I don’t need a Techno-Crapper, this one suits me fine!”
This little tale of too much technology is my entry into this week’s Friday Fictioneers