I decided to teach my three-year-old granddaughter how to use my smartphone. I showed her how to open the camera, take a picture, and look at the photos. She watched patiently, then took the phone from me and showed me how to use AI to improve a picture, change the background, and remove things you don’t want in the photo.
I was impressed—until she took a picture of the two of us, studied it for a moment, and started tapping the screen. A few seconds later, she showed me the finished picture. The background was beautiful, she had a big smile on her face, and I was nowhere to be seen.
I asked, “Sweetheart, where did Grandpa go?”
She looked at me and said, “Don’t worry, Grandpa. I saved you in the cloud.”
I’m not sure what hurt more—that she’d figured out AI before I had, or that she used it to get rid of me.
