When I submit a customer service request online, I’m told to prove I’m not a robot.
To do this I have to look at nine images and pick the ones with cars or trees or traffic lights. I always need a few tries.
I’m sure a robot could do better.
Barbara Mende lives in Massachusetts, where she fends off retirement by working as an editor, bookkeeper, and webmaster.
The Robotic Revolution was celebrated by some.
I received six rejection notifications today. My feet pounded the pavement from door to door in search of work. The stipend I receive feeds my family, but not much else.
Everywhere I’m met with the same message. “Now Hiring: Humans Need Not Apply.”
Anthony works with numbers by day and words by night. Happily married in the heart of Kentucky.