This is a story about a simple bus driver from Santorini. He taught me how to prevent artificial intelligence from taking over the world – and from stealing your job.
It all started on my last summer vacation: My wife and I traveled to Naxos, the largest island of the Cyclades, located in the South of Greece.
As Naxos doesn’t have an airport, we had to fly to the neighboring island Santorini and continue our travel from there. Arrived at the Santorini airport, we went to the bus station to catch our bus which would take us to our hotel for the night.
Our bus driver was already waiting for us, next to his 1980s bus, chatting to one of his colleagues. He had a notable figure: About 6,2 feet tall, strong physique, dark curly hair, and the obligatory hairy chest you’d expect from a greek male. I guessed him around the age of 50.
He greeted every single passenger personally, then our bus journey started.