Human Experience, Machine Data: An Older Worker in a Humanoid Labor Market | NOV-HUM Ep. 1 Part 1
NOV-HUM · EPISODE 1 OF 25 · PART 1 OF 2
Human Experience, Machine Data — Part I
“Your experience is more than sufficient.”
Jaeho Yoon gave the faintest smile. In a job interview, more than sufficient was usually followed by something less encouraging.
As expected, the interviewer glanced down at the screen.
“Your field evaluations are strong as well. Your exception-handling score is particularly high.”
“That’s one thing I’m good at,” Jaeho said. “I’ve found destinations when the address was wrong, tracked down owners for packages with no one there to receive them, and gotten vehicles out of alleys when they were stuck in the rain. If a machine couldn’t find something, I usually could.”
The older-looking of the two interviewers across from him nodded.
Jaeho’s work history filled the screen.
Delivery driver — 18 years
Sorting supervisor — 9 years
Field team lead — 6 years
Total — 33 years
Below that were the results from his most recent contract position.
Misdirected-delivery recovery rate
On-site customer dispute resolution rate
Autonomous delivery network exception-intervention success rate
Accident-prevention reports filed
Most of the indicators were green. Jaeho looked at them and straightened a little in his chair.
This should be enough.
Over the past eleven months, he had sat through thirteen interviews. For the first few, he had worn a full suit. Then he stopped wearing a tie. By the eighth, he no longer bothered with his new shoes. After the tenth, he stopped getting a haircut the day before.
But today was different.
Last-Mile Logistics Exception Handler.
A human being at the end of an autonomous delivery network, dealing with whatever the system had failed to resolve. It was the work Jaeho had done all his life.
He wasn’t trying to beat the machines. He only wanted a job where a person could pick up where the machines left off. That was why he had thought this one might work.
The interviewer swiped to the next screen. The green disappeared. Yellow and red bars took its place.
Projected retention stability
Older-worker insurance liability rating
Statutory break coverage hours
Consecutive night-shift restrictions
Projected employer liability for on-the-job health incidents
Jaeho’s eyes stopped on one line.
The interviewer spoke.
“The problem isn’t your job performance.”
“Right.”
“Starting this year, the company has been looking more closely at the cost of continued employment.”
Jaeho smiled again. “The cost of continued employment?”
“We combine projected tenure, insurance premiums, break-coverage staffing, things like that.”
“So if you hire a person, you calculate the cost of another person to cover while he rests?”
The younger interviewer looked uncomfortable.
“It’s more a matter of safe operating costs—”
“Good term.”
Jaeho nodded. “Not the cost of letting someone rest. The cost caused by someone resting.”
Neither interviewer said anything.
Jaeho knew he had pushed a little too far. In the past, he would have added something whenever that happened, just to ease the room.
I’m joking.
He almost said it now.
He didn’t.
At the bottom of the screen was the final assessment.
Job Performance Suitability: GOOD
Below it:
Continued-Employment Suitability: BELOW STANDARD
Jaeho stared at the two lines for a while.
“So I can do the job, but I’m too expensive to employ as a person.”
“It isn’t quite that simple—”
“I prefer simple.”
Jaeho gathered his papers into a neat stack and tapped the edges against the table.
“You said you were looking at experience. Turns out you were looking at insurance premiums.”
The older interviewer pressed his lips together.
“Mr. Yoon, you can appeal the decision.”
Jaeho’s hands stopped. “Appeal?”
“If you submit additional records of your past performance and current health, the automated assessment can be run again. The process does take some time.”
“How much?”
“Usually six to eight weeks.”
Jaeho tapped the edges of the papers together again.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
“Would be nice if I could appeal my rent for six to eight weeks too.”
The younger interviewer almost smiled.
Then didn’t.
Jaeho smiled first. “I’m joking.”
He put the papers into his bag, stood, and nodded to both interviewers.
“Thank you for your time.”
Just before he opened the door, one of them called after him.
“We’ll send you the appeal instructions later today.”
Jaeho did not turn around. He only raised one hand.
“Right.”
The interview-room door closed quietly behind him.
Jaeho stood in the corridor for a moment. On a wall display, a new logistics humanoid walked across the screen carrying a box.
24-HOUR OPERATION
PREDICTABLE MAINTENANCE COST
NO BREAK-COVERAGE STAFF REQUIRED
The humanoid in the advertisement did not smile.
Jaeho looked at it.
“Must be nice.”
No one heard him.
“You can stop working without becoming a cost.”
He shook his head. Whether that was fair or even accurate did not matter.
What mattered was that he had failed again.
Number fourteen.
The sensor light flickered twice before coming on when Jaeho opened the door to his long-term rental room.
He took off his shoes and pushed them against the wall. The room held a bed, a small desk, a wardrobe, and an electric kettle.
Through the window he could see the rooftops of old buildings waiting for demolition. A red notice on the wall across the way marked the area for redevelopment.
Jaeho sat at the desk without even removing his tie. When he switched on the terminal, his interview result was already waiting.
Applicant: Jaeho Yoon
Final Result: NOT SELECTED
He read the sentence once, then opened the detailed assessment beneath it. It was the same information he had seen in the interview room.
His experience was not the problem.
His performance was not the problem.
The problem was the time he still had ahead of him.
Projected remaining tenure
Insurance liability cost
Night-shift restrictions
Statutory break-coverage cost
Jaeho clicked his tongue.
“Thirty-three years count as experience, and the next few count as cost.”
He opened his résumé on the adjacent screen.
33 years.
It looked like a long time when written that way.
He had first driven a delivery truck at twenty-seven. Back when navigation systems still tried to send vehicles through rice fields, he found the road anyway. He could find a village with no usable address if someone gave him a person’s name.
In winter, he lifted frozen shutters. In summer, he picked out the packages that smelled wrong before anyone else noticed. When customers shouted, he listened long enough to figure out what they were actually angry about.
Plenty of packages the machines marked Undeliverable could be delivered with a single phone call.
That had been his work.
Handling exceptions.
Taking whatever had fallen outside the system and pushing it back toward the part of the world where people lived.
Now he was the one who had fallen outside the standard.
Jaeho moved to close his résumé.
His hand stopped.
An advertisement had appeared along one side of the screen.
SPECIAL AUCTION
USED AUTONOMOUS LABOR ASSETS
He normally ignored ads like that. He had no reason to buy a machine.
His finger was already moving toward the close button when one line caught his eye.
UNIT WITH FIELD EXCEPTION-HANDLING DATA
Jaeho opened the ad.
Assets from a bankrupt logistics warehouse appeared one after another.
Transport units.
Sorting units.
Patrol units.
Old daily-living support models.
Some were missing arms. Others had deep cracks running across their torsos.
Compared with new models, the prices were absurdly low.
Jaeho muttered, “Might as well start auctioning used people while they’re at it.”
His scrolling finger stopped.
S-62B
An older-model daily-living and casket-transfer support asset.
Exterior damaged.
Parts of body unusable.
But one phrase in the listing was printed in bold.
EXTENSIVE FIELD DATA
Jaeho leaned closer.
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Written by Yohan Choi for Savor Balance.
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