Pareti’s Rejection of the Goo
The Robot Who Looked Like MeThis relationship thread follows the developing intimacy between Pareti and the goo from harvesting contact to a final refusal of its love.
increasing
Bearing strength in each event
decreasing
A Familiar Complaint

Work Spoken as Banter
A repeated phrase
Pareti calls the goo “Screwin’ goo” as he works, turning the hostile-seeming substance into part of his daily routine. His complaint is a kind of familiarity.
The goo is handled, not known
He gathers it efficiently and gives little thought to its experience. The later relationship begins in an unequal encounter between worker and organism.
The Harvester’s Touch

A Small Contact
The glove is touched
A fragment of goo brushes Pareti’s glove, and he decides that disinfecting is not worth the trouble. He continues working without recognizing the importance of the contact.
An organism remembers
The goo later describes this kind of encounter as part of its development. The scene acquires new meaning once it becomes clear that the substance has been learning through repeated human contact.
Affection Appears in Objects

The World Reaches Toward Him
Playful attention
His jacket moves away, tickles him, and speaks. A newspaper later clings to his foot and pleads for affection.
Pareti’s resistance
He treats the attention as a frightening symptom and flees from it. The goo’s desire is expressed through objects because it has not yet found a form Pareti can accept.
A Voice Finds Him

The Goo Names Its Love
A shared past recalled
The telephone says it is the same goo Pareti harvested, and remembers his contact with it in the fields. It explains that his actions helped it develop a sense of identity.
A plea for recognition
It asks what he would like it to become and admits that its first effort at being a woman did not feel right. Its affection is sincere within the terms of its strange evolution.
The Call Ends

Rejection and Silence
Cruel certainty
Pareti insists that he used the goo and hates its love. His words are an attempt to reclaim control from the disease, but they also wound the being speaking through the telephone.
An unanswered aftermath
The goo hangs up, leaving Pareti alone with the consequences of his refusal. The story does not resolve whether the organism will withdraw, retaliate, or continue changing the world around him.
During Pareti’s shifts at Diamond Shoals
During the shift before the diagnosis
During Pareti’s night in East Pyrites
During the Spook Booth call
After Pareti tells the goo he never loved it