Bad Roomba!

I've discovered that a good way to get brownie points with Amy when she's working and I'm at home is to vacuum for her. That typically means that I press a button on the Roomba and then quickly escape to my office and shut the doors to keep said Roomba out of my space. It doesn't sound like much but it's the thought that counts.

So there I was, sitting in my office working very diligently, when I hear the Roomba's motors stop running and then I hear something I've never heard before - a very pitiful series of low beeps and murmurs coming from somewhere in the other room.

I rushed out of my office and searched frantically for my little worker which was nowhere to be seen! I was really starting to get worried that my brownie point-generator had somehow made a break for it when I found it:



Notice the sad little red light. Also notice that the stupid little robot ate half a roll of toilet paper before it finally gave up in the robotic equivalent of a fetal position.

I don't think we're in danger of any Terminator or I, Robot revolutions just yet folks.

Poor little guy...