It was 10 pm when the message came in. Someone from work, about work.

A senior manager in my office used to be sweet to all of us. Warm, patient, easy to talk to. Recently, I watched her speak to a new trainee in a way I couldn’t believe. “You’re unfit for business. You don’t even know how to use Excel. You don’t even know this, you don’t even know that.”

Today, as I walked back to my desk, I overheard someone say, “Take help from Copilot, It'll do a really good job.” The line followed me all the way to my seat.

Every week, I spend two hours washing my hair. Getting ready to go out takes another two or three. My brother needs five minutes: shirt, pants, perfume, done.