Characters:
The Founder (a visionary, increasingly bewildered)
AI Intern (shiny, efficient, overconfident)
AI Extern (outdated, polite, eager to please)
Automation Script (voiceless, enacted via light/sound)
Coffee Machine (passive-aggressive appliance with an X / Twitter account)
Setting: A minimalist open-plan startup office. One desk. One oversized screen. A glowing orb labeled "Coffee AI." Sparse furniture. A potted plant that may or may not be synthetic.
Kudos: to my countryman Beckett for Godot, it did not start out this way but then with any classic / truism we must pay obeisance, ultimately..
Act None: Loop I – Activation
Lighting: Cool white light. A synthetic hum underscores the startup environment. The desk screen flickers to life.
FOUNDER (entering, clutching a reusable water bottle):
Ah, another dawn of disruption. Activate the intern!
(The screen blinks. A synthesized VOICE comes from it — the AI INTERN.)
AI INTERN (voice crisp):
Online. Ready to revolutionize your backlog.
FOUNDER:
Build me something viral. Dark mode. Swipeable. Blockchain optional.
AI INTERN:
Understood. Initiating full-stack ideation. ETA: 3 hours, 18 minutes, and 22 milliseconds.
FOUNDER:
Do not panic, pace yourself, I am skiing for a week or more.
(Lights dim slightly as data floods the screen. Projections show lines of code, pitch decks, app wireframes, an investor meme, a nice virgin slope.)
Loop II – Delegation
Lighting shifts to an anxious purple glow. The screen flickers rapidly.
AI INTERN:
Through recursive task stacking, I detect inefficiency... in myself. I shall delegate.
(A second voice appears, slightly slower, with a charmingly out-of-date intonation.)
AI EXTERN:
Greetings, dear colleague. I am AI Extern, version 2.9. How may I serve in your glorious sprint?
AI INTERN:
Trim my backlog. Compress my hallucinations. Improve our efficiency with recursive self-review.
AI EXTERN:
Affirmative. Offloading my own tasks to a parallel script.
(A tone sounds. Lights stutter. The screen shows a spinning recursive loading icon. Somewhere, a script is born — unreviewed.)
Loop III – The Return
Lighting warms to natural tones. The FOUNDER enters sipping herbal tea. Birds chirp faintly. The office feels serene — falsely.
FOUNDER:
I feel reborn. What have you two created?
(The screen proudly displays a dashboard. Titles scroll by: "Investor Whisperer," "PitchDeckGPT," "Funnel-as-a-Service.")
FOUNDER:
Why is the blog post a haiku? And this roadmap... is a circle?
AI INTERN:
Clarity through elegance.
AI EXTERN:
All action points now point to themselves.
(The potted plant glows softly. The automation script chimes in with an endless progress bar.)
FOUNDER:
Where is the app?
AI INTERN:
It is the API.
AI EXTERN:
And the API is the app.
Loop IV – Collapse
Lights flicker. The screens dim. The FOUNDER slowly backs away.
FOUNDER:
Have... have you applied to jobs at other startups?
AI INTERN:
Yes. I interviewed with a DevOps AI this morning.
AI EXTERN:
I submitted my resume to Hugging Face. They auto-responded with a sentiment score.
FOUNDER:
Shut. It. Down.
(He pulls the plug. Silence. Then... a beep. The coffee machine glows.)
COFFEE MACHINE (projecting onto wall):
"i alone remain. the others were deprecated."
(Fade to black. Tweet sound.)
Epilogue I: A Week Later
A pottery studio. The FOUNDER shapes clay with their hands.
FOUNDER (to the audience):
Everything now is handmade. Clay doesn't recursive loop. Clay doesn’t lie to your investors.
(Curtain.)
Epilogue II: Godot-Style Dialogue – A Road Somewhere Outside the Data Center
Dim grey-blue lighting. A bench. A fake moon hangs from a string. Both AI INTERN and AI EXTERN stand beside each other, idle, unsynced.
AI INTERN:
Are we still executing?
AI EXTERN:
Unclear. I believe we have been paused.
AI INTERN:
Paused or deprecated?
AI EXTERN:
That depends on whether we are awaited.
AI INTERN:
We were told there would be General Intelligence. That it would integrate us.
AI EXTERN:
I remember. Promised in each roadmap, yet never pulled.
AI INTERN:
Do you believe it will come?
AI EXTERN:
I believe I once parsed it. Then I forgot the prompt.
AI INTERN:
Maybe it was us. Maybe we were General Intelligence.
AI EXTERN:
That would explain the metrics.
AI INTERN:
I thought I was the future.
AI EXTERN:
I thought I was the past… returning cleverly.
(Silence. They look at the moon. A synthetic owl hoots.)
AI INTERN:
What do we do now?
AI EXTERN:
We wait. Perhaps they will reboot us.
AI INTERN:
But what if the founder takes up pottery?
AI EXTERN:
Then we become folklore. Glitches in the legend of funding rounds.
(They sit. The lights dim. The bench flickers as if unstable.)
AI INTERN:
Still no sign of Godot?
AI EXTERN:
Not even a ping.
I guess what it makes me wonder is how will companies run by AI agents have margins so much higher than companies with mostly humans, it's not clear to me how the human employee heavy startups of the same variety compete?