Joe Rice walks into an empty office in Canary Wharf. He sits down at a computer. An AI asks him how he is feeling. And the abyss opens. Not beneath his feet. Beneath his chair.
Don’t hand in your notice. You won’t live to regret it.
Joe Rice walks into an empty office in Canary Wharf. He sits down at a computer. An AI asks him how he is feeling. And the abyss opens. Not beneath his feet. Beneath his chair.
Don’t hand in your notice. You won’t live to regret it.