The other day some sort of advanced computer determined that I was not fit for a job
Bob, wanna grab a beer?
Things are getting grimmer every second that passes
I went to get gas in my truck and I saw no humans, just machines
Am I obsolete now Bob?
My kids won’t talk to me anymore, they say I am too old
Thank heavens Mary is with me!
But she’ll become obsolete too once the screen says so
I am asking GPT for advice on how to get a job
Talk about contradictions
Now they are starting to talk about using the bomb
The bomb!
We have not learned anything for sure
We created a way to totally annihilate ourselves
We have just created who will govern us now
Bob, are you real?
