
My AI Secretary
I finally got a secretary. Not a real one, alas, but still. Ever since I can remember I’ve wanted one. First mostly because my dad had one, and to the five-year-old me he was of course the most powerful man in the world. If I had a secretary, I’d be powerful too, and that would make him proud. Easy! When I got older this understanding shifted to finding the idea of a secretary extremely practical. Imagine not having to think of hard-to-remember stuff, like names and birthdays. ...