what pisses me of about robots today is, you call up the company. And the only reason you are calling is because the issue can't be solved online and you need to talk to a human. But oh no! No matter how many times you press zero, you have to endure a five minute converstion with a robot modeled after a dumb blond who just doesn't get it. "I'm sorry, did you say Duck Zoo? If this is correct press one or say yes."
A World Without Work
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when I lost my mind, I worked in a factory, and they had a robot there that was one mean son of a bitch. He was so dangerous they had to keep him in a plexiglass box. All he did was weld. And to be honest with you, he didn't weld any faster than a $20/hr human. I mean, how fast can you weld? There are physical limits no matter who is doing it. But once he got done welding the part, LOOK OUT! He would go get another part. I mean he was a machine on a mission. He moved so fast you could barely see him. And he'd just as soon kill you as miss a beat. There was no stopping him.
You are an idiot.
oh, I knew it. There was no doubt. That was just the climax. I'm still out of my mind, but as I get older, I'm starting to realize that everything I did when I was younger was just because I was insane. It's not that pleasant. I now have to re live every memory and re explain it as, "just insanity."
I was just a $10/hr temp employee. But after 6 mo most temps got hired full time. I was recommended and went in for my interview. After about nine months my supervisor came and let me know, "They are going to let you go. You're the best worker I have. You never complain, you never bullshit with other workers, you're never late. All you do is work."
"Then why are they firing me?"
"Something about your interview. They just don't think you are cut out for factory work."
I'd been a muscian, a suit and tie and briefcase employee, and a truck driver, and a stockbroker and a trader and owned a few small businesses. When I lost my mind I just wanted to be normal. So I figured, what could be more normal than working in a factory? Who knows, maybe I will finally meet normal people?
and that's when I learned I don't really like normal people. They don't do anything a good machine can't do better. I could probably have a better conversation with Watson than I ever had out there on my fifteen minute smoke break with normal human beings.
When I lived out on the farm I had a dog. Now that dog was the best conversationalist I ever met. Didn't matter the topic, he always understood. He never really came up with any great ideas, but when I did, he would listen and we would kind of talk about it. That dog talked me out of doing a lot of crazy things. And mostly, he did it just by listening.
so when I moved to the city my daughter bought me a robot dog. It took like 50 batteries, all different sizes. bout the only good thing I can say about that dog was it never pissed in the house and didn't have fleas. But it wasn't worth a damn if you had a serious problem you needed to talk about.