As I read posts on LinkedIn, I wonder if it is written by an AI tool. The posts are so well optimized on word density, layout and icons. Not an extra word. They hit you like bullets and arrows. Like corporate talk should be. I agree LinkedIn is not Facebook, it is a professional network, but still…

Maybe I am wrong. Maybe these are truly written by humans. But then why do we humans take so much time & effort to write posts that are so perfect they feel like AI generated. Where is our imperfection, imagination, creativity, mistakes.

I sometimes feel we are caught in some kind of optimization addiction. Maybe the output of us humans should not be too optimized to feel like AI. I know some will not agree, especially those who have just been so neck deep in the AI wave.

I also think we will see more and more of our humanness challenged at work in the time of AI. We will change but how is will it impact us?

If I use Chatgpt in a conversational way always I might expact the same from another human being. It could impact how I interact with others. I might become irritated with people because my chatgpt is never blank, confused, argumentative. It does not talk back to me. It is always supportive.

Will I expect this from other human beings as well?
Will it impact my relationships?

The most funny statement I hear in the corporate world is “Bring your whole self to work” I don’t think any workplace can really handle my whole self. I only bring a tailored down acceptable generic corporate version of me to work. I try. I don’t want my whole self at work. I have all the world to be truly me.

For people at work my LinkedIn is a window into my true self. That is enough. At office I will try my best to be AI-like over time 😂

We were talking about writing LinkedIn posts. It brings up the question why do we write. Does it really matter. I think a poem that is not AI generated can help answering that.

Does it matter that you want to write?
Does it matter what you write?
Does it matter that you feel so?
No.. absolutely not.. Not for anyone
it’s not their fault
they are not you.. they can‘t be you
even if they want to
it only matters to you..

You will move on
life will flow on..
whether you write or not
your relevance is in your mind
importance is just another perspective
but the world runs on these
importance… relevance..

But deep inside
where people bury their dirty secrets
where they struggle to bury their egos
their littlenesses and bitterness
and fail in burying anything…
the honesty is unbearable.

Everyone dies when they dig deep inside themselves
the truth burns their very existence
it tells them a brutal fact..
they did not succeed..
it is a facade..
they just survived another day

So don’t be a dick…
un-dick yourself
be good, you are no hero
you are just another speck….
people will ignore and forget you
they have their lives, you don‘t matter
so… un-dick yourself… today 😂