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The huge white doors opened and man came out of the hallway. A stern silent type with a nameless suit blood leather shoes. His dead eyes scanned the thin nervous looking man in a seat closest to the door. There were visible scars signs and healing cuts on his exposed skin and he must have been trying to reorganize the hair on his head. "Me?"He man hunched un-confidently pointing to himself. Dead eyes said nothing, for they were the only two in the room. A quick embarrassing scan of the large empty

Olympus Station – Somewhere between Earth and Mars Six years ago… “So what’s the deal, Cap? You not gonna unwind a little bit while we’re here?” Wyatt McKenzie looked at his young navigator and smiled slightly. At six one, he stood considerably taller. “I’d just rather read a book and catch up on some sleep, Gavin.” “Read a book?” The young ensign shook his head. The flight terminal of the space station was packed – with humans

Case Study: “Harassment” at Brademore Electric Question 1 Keith’s case is an engagement that does not violate or involve unethical behavior at the workplace. By definition, sexual harassment involves the unlawful coercion or badgering of a person based on one’s gender or includes unwarranted sexual advances (“Facts about sexual harassment”). It may include sexual favors as well as physical or verbal provocation based on a sexual infliction. Keith may be infatuated with Maura but he has not made

“What the hell is wrong with you? Have you lost your mind!” my father exclaimed apoplectically as the sweat from my face imperceptibly dripped down like droplets from a water faucet that wasn’t fully turned off. “Dad, I-.” Before I could even relinquish the rest of the sentence out of my mouth, I received a firm slap on the left side of my cheek that was as loud as a firecracker. “I am very ashamed of you, Ezra; just wait till your mother hears about this,” said my father. Trying to fight back the

Officer James had then followed us back to my house to inform my parents of what had happened tonight and let them know it was nothing we did wrong but simply all the officers fault. The officer just wanted to make sure we made it home safe and so that they could explain it all to our parents. Especially Ceejay and I’s parents because we were the ones that had been tased. The look on my mom's

The story, “Birnam Wood” by T. Coraghessan Boyle, is about a young man named Keith who was a part-time substitute teacher who filled in whenever he received a call. Not having a steady job meant that Keith and his unemployed girlfriend Nora could only afford to live in small rundown shacks. Keith describes the first place they lived in as, “a shack, a converted chicken coop from a time long gone.” (156) One day the two of them go to look at another seasonal rental, only this one was smaller and

Sirens could be heard from all over the city. The news was on in every house, reporters saying “Convicted of robbery, Emily Stanford seen running down the streets of New York. The last we saw her was she was heading down to the bus stations. If anyone has any information on where she is going please call the police station.” Emily ran towards the train station desperate to get there before the police caught up to her. She walked up to the line and waited impatiently. Every sound made her on edge

Jessie had successfully completed his rehabilitation at the Riverdale rehab center in Arizona. He decided to turn his life around and be better man, someone his 11 year old daughter Stacy could look up to. As soon as he got out he started looking for a new job. He applied to several jobs that morning and then drove to his former house where his wife, whom he is separated from, and his daughter live. His daughter refused to speak to him and ran to her room. His wife told him that he can no longer

Webs It was late evening when Humbert parked in front of the house. The real estate agent was waiting for him on the lawn. Humbert got out of his car and walked over to the man. The dry ground crunched as Humbert stepped on it. He also noticed that all the crickets sounded far away. The whole place seemed kind of off and different than the rest of the nice town he had just driven through. “Hello, I’m Humbert Smith,” he introduced himself to the real estate agent. Humbert glanced down at the

perfect beings. People make mistakes, get distracted, lose concentration, miscalculate, make wrong decisions, and get weakened reflexes. However, when humans make mistakes, it is also the humans that recognize their faults, improve on them, and vow to never make the same mistakes again. Yet, in driverless cars, if the computer commits faults, who will be liable? Can the computer accept that it made the wrong move? Inevitably, the blame would direct again to the human beings who