Tsunami: Science Fiction

The tsunami washed over the warehouse. It broke down the door and poured over the creatures inside in heedless disregard of whether they were flesh and blood or plastic and wire. Android 43-2 tilted his head up just as the wave hit, and so his head snapped off his neck. He saw the rest of the day only upside-down. He was able to compensate with his internal programming, at least until a key connection corroded from the saltwater and he froze in place. Sleeping or dead, it depended on whether he was found and salvaged. Since he ended up in the bottom of a flooded rice patty, by the time he was found, the company decided that he was beyond salvaging. The peasant farmers who owned the patty--

Inspiration: Reading an NYT retrospective about tsunami victims.
Story Potential: Low. This isn't a story--it's a bunch of unconnected fragments.
Notes: Fragments, I tell you, fragments!