Hey! Guess what, everybody? Following up on a prior week’s episode in which we discovered that drone dog snipers exist at the whims of their human handlers, turns out that airborne drones need no such things as human handlers to do their business. A United Nations report says just that about a March 2020 attack in Libya. Great job, robots… taking another human job.
Tom brings a personal anxiety that, as it turns out, crushes both of us: Networking. The Muse has some tips on getting through the muck and maybe learning to love it. Spoiler, we don’t, yet, but we’re open to trying. Mostly Pete just goes into boss mode and eats business cards.
Our beloved listener submission comes from an email address that reads, “Iworry@mymomlistens.tothis.” That should give you something of an idea of the nature of the story to tell. Wait… as I’m writing this… no, no it won’t. It’s about scars, or oulinophobia, fear of scars, specifically. But it turns out there’s a lot more at work under the surface.
