If you had a roomful of robots, you’d never have to worry about all those pesky frailties of human nature. You’d simply power them up, tell them what to do, and hope they had a firm grasp of the Three Laws. Your shop would hum right along with mechanized efficiency, and everything would happen right on schedule. Who knows, if you could get one to hold still long enough to strap an apron on her, you might even get one step closer to the world of the Jetsons. It would be a peaceful, serene existence with nothing but productivity and somewhat-elevated power bills.