How long until robot mechanics are affordable by the masses?
With all of the tools I have I could pay $5,000 for a Harbor Freight Robomechanic.
People have told me that I have carpal tunnels for 25 years, although I rarely hurt enough to take off a day from projects.
I just get distracted, like trying to figure out what to do with my nephew's $250 car.
I asked on Imgur how they preferred guys to start conversation and they replied "Be wealthy and attractive," but someone complained on Facebook that he asked these questions and received short or one-word answers, which was my complaint earlier and a woman who had me take her to an expensive restaurant and then ghosted me said my questions were shallow.
His questions:
1: What does a typical day look like for you?
2: About what are you most passionate at the moment?
3: What’s your favorite thing about where you grew up?
4: Have you traveled much? Or do you want to?
5: What’s your favorite way to spend your weekend?
6: What’s something you want to learn or wish you were better at?
7: When you have free time do you grab a book or put on a movie?
8: Is there anything in your life you’re working to improve?
9: What’s your family like?
10: Where do you want to be in 4 years?
I asked a friend these and she responded with short or one-word answers. With #1 I shared a shorter version of this, where Frye told Zoidberg to ask the lady about her day, and Zoidberg tells Frye "Frye! Look what you did! Now she won't shut up!"
I ask ladies where they want to be in 5 years.
Why four?!
That is usually my last question. If I have not gotten them to actually talk yet I don't think I will.
I started asking ladies these questions and had a great conversation with one, but after the second question I didn't need to ask questions, the conversation took a life of its own--until I mentioned that all kinds of things go wrong when you overheat a car "So, don't do that, okay?
"
"Oh, I cracked a head on my 1996 Pontiac Sunfire."
The car itself was a mistake.
I asked "How on Earth did you crack a head?! Did you floor it once the temperature was already in the red?!"
"No, it was a misfortune incident after an oil change at Jiffy Lube."
"Your dad was a mechanic and you went to Shifty Lube?!"
"I am a FIRM believer in gender roles and fixing cars is a boy job."
"Gender roles sounds like learned helplessness."
"I can handle myself just fine ��*♀️"
"Aside from cracked heads."
Well, she is in Alaska, and I already imported one of those who didn't take care of cars.