My dad died last fall and when I called the funeral home we had chosen to come collect the body, the answering service I got was AI. It had a weird accent that wasn’t from anywhere on this planet, strange background noises also not from this planet, and when it read back my dad’s name for confirmation, it said “Bob common name Smith common name?” Like, what in the actual fuck. I should have just hung up and called a different funeral home but I was too shocked by what I was interacting with.
For good measure, their funeral director (who just happened to have the same last name as a character from The Sopranos) kept cracking jokes during our meeting with him, completely ghosted me for a week, and then finally delivered the urn with my father’s ashes in it at 8 PM the night before his interment ceremony. Naturally enough, he left it on my porch and split before I could talk to him.
My dad died last fall and when I called the funeral home we had chosen to come collect the body, the answering service I got was AI. It had a weird accent that wasn’t from anywhere on this planet, strange background noises also not from this planet, and when it read back my dad’s name for confirmation, it said “Bob common name Smith common name?” Like, what in the actual fuck. I should have just hung up and called a different funeral home but I was too shocked by what I was interacting with.
For good measure, their funeral director (who just happened to have the same last name as a character from The Sopranos) kept cracking jokes during our meeting with him, completely ghosted me for a week, and then finally delivered the urn with my father’s ashes in it at 8 PM the night before his interment ceremony. Naturally enough, he left it on my porch and split before I could talk to him.
It is so much fun living in the future.