it was a wake-up call, alright. my boss told us all the raw, unpleasant truth. he said ai was coming for our jobs — even his.
he sent a very candid memo in our private slack channel, which he then shared on linkedin, that spelled out everything we could do to save ourselves from being replaced.
he started by telling us to study, research, and master the latest ai solutions in our field, and figure out which ones give us “superpowers.” i didn't even know ai could do that.
so instead of going about my normal day and producing anything of value, i dived right in and spent six months studying to become a prompt engineer. i paid $399 to the first guy i found on youtube, who helped me level-up my prompting for the ai future. now i know how to write good when i talk to my computer, which feels like a superpower.
as my ceo said, google is dead, and my value will decrease before i know it if i don't learn how to use gen-ai. so i jumped in to help the company achieve its goals using ai tools and technologies. little did i know i was still “working like it's 2024” — which is the wrong move! he made it clear i'm expected and needed to do more, faster, and more efficiently now — and gosh darnit, i plan to do so!
i'm so thankful he sent this cold-shower reminder of the new reality of our inevitable future. i want to join my ceo on the winning side of history, where he firmly stands, and to make sure that the ai coming for my job can very easily have it.
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this blog started as an experiment to share some of the random shit i write out on the internet with people i know in real life. i was gonna limit it to instagram, keep it all lowkey, and maybe eventually share something good that someone would like.
instead, i found i'm pretty weary about sharing half-cooked slightly-vulnerable writing on the public web, where any bozo, ai robot or not, can come and find it. so as soon as i put something up, i often took it right back down.
instead, i'll share random shit i'm thinking in a very unprofessional capacity, with my real name very loosely attached. unfortunately i still have to do that in some areas in life.
so in the meantime, i've launched a little art blog called elsewhere that you can check out. it'll have neat stuff i find as i'm surfing the 'net, as we used to say.
cowabunga, dudes
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viewthese days i wake
slow
slink out of bed to
bathroom and shoes
take the elevator down from
some strange room
to walk the city in
gray drizzle
blue cold
midtone wind tunnel
i keep a watch i don't look at
i hold a map i don't need
the new days are alive
all old days are dead
leave them in the tissue paper
and
fall in love
with solitude
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viewfor a while, I kept up old habits
following new friends into the snowy night
accumulating new stories without a plot
somehow you haven't yet seen
how to see yourself — but
in those fleeting moments you
come through clearly
in the deepest breath
of cold fresh air
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