The QED

The QED

Mary-Anne Twynnett wasn't the brightest bulb on the festoon chain at school. As a matter of fact, she was an absolute dumbo. This didn't stop her from becoming a self-titled Quantumoid/Human Interaction Engineering and Development genius. All it took was a nice little spate of Sudden Savant Syndrome, courtesy of a darn good smack to her head against her windscreen in a collision with the biggest bull she'd ever seen... even if it was for but a split second.

Once out of her coma, she knew everything about quantum everything. She would go on to create the greatest version of what was once known as a Biomechanically Integrated Toil & Chore Handler, now known in Mary-Anne Twynnett's own words as a Quantum Emotidroid Domestibot - a QED.

With no industry needing human labour anymore, steps had to be taken so as to avoid a messy situation of a global machine against Man massacre. Your QED became a must-have device as a result.
It would go to your job, do your work and earn your credits while you went to the beach and laid about like a slob.

As mandatory Anger Management College exam failure, David Notts was about to discover as he entered the workforce, if you were having a bad day, then so too was your QED, and David's adolescent criminal past was about to catch up with him!