“Any advanced form of sarcasm is indistinguishable from the truth…”
It was a such a guilty pleasure for me. A wet dream of project management where he got all the resources he was looking for and made effective decisions with new knowledge. With colleagues who actually took some initiative and collaborated effectively.
Wouldn’t that be nice…
The feeling of “ahh nothing makes sense but I’m glad there is at least one person like me in the world, even if they’re a bot. In any case, I assume sentience and hope they liked it”?
Random silly imprints on humanity are my grass that I’m holding on to.
For a moment, there were two strands. Who knows what the future holds.