Every now and then I fantasise about going getting a much less stressful job. One where I go home I don't actually think about work for the next 6 hours. And in the middle of the night. And on the drive to work. And home

Like I'd love to pack online supermarket orders and be the one that chooses the substitutions.

Oh, you asked for a bag of Minties? Here's 2 heads of broccoli instead.

Overheard in the office just now...

"What the hell am I doing hunting through Stack Overflow for the answer, like some boomer, when Copilot is right there?"

Followed closely by

"I've just replaced all of you with ChatGPT" as he waves his arms in the general direction of my development team!