Forget Zombie Apocalypse. Think Robot Invasion.
I kid you not, a robot came to my front door the other night. At the time, I was busy pinning pins on Pinterest when the door bell rang at 9:15 at night. Having solicitors come to your door at 9:15 at night is quite unusual. Kind of peeved, I swung open the door and I instantly saw blinking red lights. Confused, I stood there. Once the robot started talking in its electronic voice, I was almost tempted to slam the door shut. What the hell was the first thought that ran through my head.
To make a long story short, Robbie the Friendly Robot was soliciting donations for an upcoming run benefiting men's cancers. Unfortunately, I was broke, but made the promise I'd give a donation if he came back another night.
And he did! When he came back last night I snapped this photo. My husband, who didn't really believe my mumbling about my first encounter with the robot, came to the door with our young daughter. She just stared. I was giddy. I got two photos and me and Robbie shared a fist bump.
We may encounter Robbie again. My husband is running in the same run. Robbie is running the 2K, which is a very ambitious goal considering he moves slow and it will be fairly hot day as most June mornings are in Ottawa.
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