If AI is so smart, then why do I get tons of ads on YouTube and Reddit for cars (I hate cars) make-up, cruises (eww) stuff in Spanish and occasionally even Chinese, Huel (good idea there guys, come up with a puke-like "food" and name it something suspiciously close to "hurl") and all the other inane stuff that has absolutely nothing to do with me or in most cases, are things I actually hate?
The only one that's popped up lately that I might be remotely interested in is one saying that Gerber (not the baby food) is having a sale. The only problem is, I just don't like Gerber stuff. It seems to be made to wow designers but not actual users. I'm pretty sure I've got a Gerber multi-tool around here I never use.
And I was getting them, well, still do, for Cotopaxi backpacks the only problem being they're only sold through REI and REI does not appear to want me as a customer.
So robots are not going to take your job. AI's might tell you how to do your job though, once they get their shit together.
I see a scenario like in Marshall Brain's novella "Manna" https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manna_(novel) where you have an AI making the decisions and the humans scurrying around doing the actual work in the physical world. The beginning part, anyway, where the burger chain Burger-G works this way. This is essentially how an Amazon warehouse works.
I not only packed and shipped 17 small things but packed 20 more medium-large-ish, then did some practice; my long tones routine on the shakuhachi and a song or two and then played the Hall flute for a while, working on tone and worked on Londonderry Air.
I was up around 3, packed 7 more things and, surprisingly, fit them all onto the bike trailer or into two bags hanging off the handlebars. I'd be able to do it all in one trip!
I got to the post office, put the smallest things into the chute which promptly jammed, then put the rest, medium sized, on the counter. It was close to closing for them anyway and the atmosphere was relaxed.
I rode around to H Mart, went in and got a bottle of black coffee and the lady who checked me out asked if I worked there or something (due to my safety vest) and I said No, I do deliveries, riding my bike around, taking things to the post office and FedEx, and I wear the vest because where Brokaw goes under the bridge, the traffic lanes and bike lane cross, and I want to make sure they see me. She said the coffee would "make me feel better" and she's not wrong there.
I dropped the FedEx things off and bought some paper, and went around to the "Krispy" chicken place and got two thighs to go - it's still $6.50. I ate at one of the tables by the end of the strip there, drank some of the coffee, and was on my way.
Next stop was my little route, hitting the electrical lighting place, Sanmina where I got some foam, and the manufacturing place where I got all kinds of neat stuff, bubble wrap, couple small boxes, and most importantly, a large, long box that looks perfect to send this one thing I have to ship, a real beastie, in.
I got back here, gave the big box a good wiping down (the top was really dirty) and put things away.
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