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collinsworth@hachyderm.io ("Josh Collinsworth") wrote:
It is 2034. Over carryout, I am boring my teenage son by explaining that when I was young, you could just buy something without surrendering personal info, consenting to ads, or being asked to take a survey.
He tells me how old I am, and says he doesn't like my stories.
The numerous AIs listening to our conversation misinterpret this as dissatisfaction with the meal, and quietly put the names of the staff that made it on a list for layoffs next quarter.
My phone buzzes. I have a coupon.