This is genuinely confusing to my senses. The future is going to be so strange/neat/me unemployed.

> strange/neat/me unemployed

I'm not sure if that's what you were going for, but I read it as if it were written by The Board in the game Control, and found myself with the appropriate level of existential dread.

We love/help/replace you

and I haven't played that game, so I read it in Ralph Wiggum's voice.. which also feels appropriate.

I'm in danger.

The future is totally illegible to me. I love these AI models, but I feel like I'm going to be jobless within 10 years.

Anomie is at an all time high right now.

10 years? An optimist, I see.

Yeah. It keeps catching me off guard that it answered me already.