Work was only different the next day in that Dithers now had two people whose games he’d checked out of to avoid. The Dithers Brothers complimented him on what a great Jesus he’d been. “Way more patient than the last newbie!” they told him. But he said no, it was too soon. He spent most of his morning filing photos and thinking about his date with Kaylee. He had already picked out a Japanese Sushi Restaurant that was right by the sea. It was a designer piece, one of the downloads that you actually had to pay for because you accessed it through a controlled server. It was set to Cherry Blossom season and the saki coding was supposedly impeccable. The simulated programming scene was a tough world to break into, but once programmers became popular they held near godlike status in society. It took a careful combination of art, science, and raw mathematics to design a perfectly simulated environment. As Dithers mind wandered, photo of kids, house, car, two cars, tree, an e-mail popped up. It was from his boss, Winterfresh the A.I., who wanted to see him immediately in his simulated office. Dithers sighed and plugged in, wondering what he’d done this time. “You wanted to see me sir?” Dithers asked.
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