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  "Don't Hire Me, Let the Bots Do It"   
 (a micro film script)

INT.  YOUR OFFICE - DAY - A TRICKY ZOOM CALL WITH CLIENT

CLIENT (ON-SCREEN)

(struggling to make eye-contact)

Thing is Catherine, we don't have the budget

or the time to brief you on that job... 

ME (ON SCREEN)

Let me guess.  You're going to ask the ai thingy to do it,

and see what it spits out?  Knock yourself out.

CLIENT

You don't sound too upset?

ME

(hint of a smile)

I know you'll be back to me for a complete re-write.  

CLIENT

You think?

ME

If you're happy with hollow, generic and

eye-wateringly bland messaging, then go for it.

But we both know it'll sound like every other

piece of derivative ai word-slop out there.

A BEAT OF SILENCE ...

ME

You want the good stuff, ask a human writer.

YOU

Like you?

ME

Me and my special set of skills...

YOU

You're Liam Neeson now?

ME 

I doubt Liamo could knock out a piece of hard-working content

as effortlessly as I can, just sayin...

YOU

(suddenly firm)

No.  We're going with the bot.

No hard feelings?

ME

None at all.

(beat)

Want me to block-off time for a re-write?

YOU

(looks over shoulder, then quietly) 

Yes.  Please do that.

FADE OUT ON:  ME, HIGH-FIVING MYSELF.  Bots - 0 / Catherine - 1

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