I really wonder what scenarios the billionaires have envisioned. After they close the hatches, what use do the security people have for a billionaire? Money is worthless and the billionaire, his family and all his friends will only consume limited resources faster. With no legal recourse on the outside, the security people will just kill everyone, loot the larders and live like kings.
Perhaps keeping an old phone for purposes of doing this scanning thing might be ideal.
That’s an excellent idea!
all grocers have a ‘cashier’ desk where you get lottery tickets.
Ha! Great observation. There’s no way in hell stores are going to give up on gambling cash. :-)
I would actually install the vendor’s phone app if they built in this functionality instead of having these terminals.
I think you’re right, but I dread it. I avoid installing apps. The thought of installing even more tracking for multiple vendors annoys me.
Although I am resistant, your point about bagging once is a true benefit.
One downside, that system doesn’t seem to support cash.
Good point. A US department store chain – Kohl’s – has been using electronic shelf labels that change several times per day. Not sure how they handle the discrepancies. How do I prove the product was prices $1 when I picked it up if the label now says $2? Is it my responsibility to notice the register price was different?
I more or less avoided Kohl’s, so I’m not sure how that was handled.
I’ve heard of similar, but how exactly does this work? Does it say $0.99 on the shelf and the receipt winds up being $1.50?
Shoes. Bought a pair of Bass shoes from the Bass online store. The shoes that arrived were completely different from the ones I ordered. The picture on the shoebox were what I wanted, but not what was in the box. Explained the issue and returned the shoes. The replacement shoes were exactly the same. I returned and gave up.
I am definitely not an outgoing or social person, but a big “Thank You” to all those pro-self-checkout folks ITT for making me feel like a social butterfly. I’m gonna brag and annouce I can say, “Hi.” and “Thanks” to a cashier like a goddamn boss.
That is if the cashier isn’t even more socially awkward/angry at their boss than I am and refuses to talk at all.
Woot! I’m gonna run for office!
Reporter: “Sturger, how are your policies going to improve life for the average voter?”
Me: “Get these goddamn cameras and microphones out of my fucking face. Thanks.”
Camera pans as I push my shopping cart out the door like a pro.
I also have to keep remembering what someone else online said, “They’re no longer selling their product. They’re selling their stocks.”
I’m guessing CEOs will be replaced by their assistants, who will just type questions from the investors into the LLM and post the answers into another chat window.
Agreed. I have to keep reminding myself that CEOs should really be CLO (Chief Lying Officers). Their job is to lie convincingly.
Excellent point. Modern CEOs are just the face of the marketing org. Maybe always have been.
Thank god they told us in time. I will stop aging immediately to avoid this dire threat.
5 years ago voice assistants were being promoted with all the breathless excitement that “AI” is receiving today. I imagine in 5 year’s more time Google will be giving the same listless attention to their AI products that they are giving to their voice assistants now. Well, actually to just about every product they’ve ever made, except maybe for Google Mail.
My how things have changed over the years! Why, when I was a young girl, we didn’t have the internet. When we wanted to turn a light on, we had to write a letter to Ford Motor Co. (They were the tech of the day.) I’d write, “Dear Mr. Ford, please give us permission to turn on our light in the dining room.” Of course then we’d have to find a stamp, then walk the letter down to the nearest post office. (That was faster than waiting for the mailman to pick it up from the neighborhood mail box.) Sure enough, 6 weeks later we’d receive a reply saying, “Fine, turn on the light in the dining room.” The postman delivered mail in the morning, so we had to wait until dark to all gather around in the dining room and turn on the light with great ceremony.
We never understood why we needed to get permission from a company far away to turn on a light switch, but we were patriotic Americans, so we knew better than to question the process.
“We westerners” amounts to Kraft eating Americans in this article. True. American corporations are taking over America.
“We westerners” amounts to Kraft-eating Americans in this article.
True. Americans tend to have very bland palettes.
I had to re-read that sentence.
favouring the fatty parts over lean meat, and the maggots that riddled the putrefying carcasses.
The next new diet fads are going to be really interesting:
“Bruh! You gotta try the latest True Paleo™ diet…”
Ok, so science story time. I’m not a doctor.
The female human’s reproductive tract is somewhat loosey-goosey. There is a direct path between the outside world, through the vagina, through the cervix, through the uterus, through the fallopian tubes and into the female abdomen. Not literally, but figuratively the ovaries “float” in the abdomen, just outside of the entrance to the fallopian tubes.
While discussing this with a doctor once, I asked, “Since the ovaries are not directly connected to the fallopian tubes, when an egg erupts from an ovary, what ensures that the egg enters the fallopian tubes and heads to the uterus?”
She replied, “Not much. Occasionally the egg will stay in the abdominal cavity and implant there.”
So think about that for a second. It’s not uncommon for a human eggs to float into the female abdomen, attach and begin growing. That’s called an “ectopic pregnancy”. If you know enough women who trust you, you’ll likely know at least one who’s had surgery for an ectopic pregnancy.
So think about that for another second. If you know someone who is against abortions, be sure to ask them how they suggest solving ectopic pregnancies.
If they don’t have an answer, consider what it would be like to die from one.