Rentyre
That afternoon, you file a complaint with Rentyra Co. over their employee, Reggie. They send a representative to your new apartment, and you quickly explain the situation once he arrives.
The rep shakes his head. Since it was your father who hired Reggie, it was perfectly legal to alter the return arrangements. And, since he was working for your father, not you, he was expected to keep the whole thing secret from you.
"It may not have been the morally upright thing to do," says the rep, "but from the legal standpoint, he's clean. Reggie didn't actually do anything illegal, so we can't arrest him. His body was comfortable in an illegal setting, so Rentyra Co. will fire Reggie. However, that won't help your situation at all."
"Well, thanks for the help anyway," you reply, waving politely as the representative stands up.
"Actually, I don't think you'll be thanking me for very long."
"Why is that?" you ask.
"As a Rentyrer, you are given privacy rights. Whatever actions you take cannot be used against you. However, you just gave Rentyra Co. testimony against Reggie. By informing us of your actions, you have nullified your privacy status."
"Meaning...?"
"I have no choice but to inform police of your illegal drug use." The rep pulls out a remote disabler, a device handed to Rentyra Co. employees which is capable of disabling company robots. Your entire body shuts down, and no longer responds to your controls. Your face is frozen in anger, which begins to get uncomfortable when you can't move it. Your eyes are stuck facing straight at the rep's face.
"You were the one controlling Reggie's body that night, therefore you are legally held responsible. Have a nice day, Mr. Nantucket."
He places a business card on your table before leaving the apartment. Police arrive a few minutes later only to find you frozen in the position you had been left in.
The rep shakes his head. Since it was your father who hired Reggie, it was perfectly legal to alter the return arrangements. And, since he was working for your father, not you, he was expected to keep the whole thing secret from you.
"It may not have been the morally upright thing to do," says the rep, "but from the legal standpoint, he's clean. Reggie didn't actually do anything illegal, so we can't arrest him. His body was comfortable in an illegal setting, so Rentyra Co. will fire Reggie. However, that won't help your situation at all."
"Well, thanks for the help anyway," you reply, waving politely as the representative stands up.
"Actually, I don't think you'll be thanking me for very long."
"Why is that?" you ask.
"As a Rentyrer, you are given privacy rights. Whatever actions you take cannot be used against you. However, you just gave Rentyra Co. testimony against Reggie. By informing us of your actions, you have nullified your privacy status."
"Meaning...?"
"I have no choice but to inform police of your illegal drug use." The rep pulls out a remote disabler, a device handed to Rentyra Co. employees which is capable of disabling company robots. Your entire body shuts down, and no longer responds to your controls. Your face is frozen in anger, which begins to get uncomfortable when you can't move it. Your eyes are stuck facing straight at the rep's face.
"You were the one controlling Reggie's body that night, therefore you are legally held responsible. Have a nice day, Mr. Nantucket."
He places a business card on your table before leaving the apartment. Police arrive a few minutes later only to find you frozen in the position you had been left in.
