What they think we want

My dad was complaining recently because he’s been getting ads for old Mini Coopers, ever since he googled my 2007 Mini Cooper back when I wrote about the yet-to-be-manufactured electric Telo truck I’d love to replace it with.

It’s funny how spookily relevant some ads are, whereas others are still so way off base. I mean, no, I’m not interested in dating someone called Olga. I wasn’t interested in dating someone called Olga a decade ago, and no, I don’t anticipate wanting to date someone named Olga anytime during the next decade either – unless the big AI in the sky knows something I don’t know about my life trajectory?

Then there was this ad, buried in the middle of an Atlantic article about how electable Kamala Harris may or may not be. It hit a little closer to home:

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In case you can’t read the mug, it says, “I Came, I Saw, I Forgot What I Was Doing. Went Back, Got Distracted, And Have No Idea What’s Going On. Is This My Cup? I Have To Pee.

I’ve been reduced to a cliché. Tried, trite, and predictable, I know. Too bad everything that cup says is true. But I do want to point out that the words shouldn’t all be capitalized. Did you hear that AI? I’m unimpressed with the grammar! You got that?

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