Psst. Hey, adolescent. You want a short-term holiday job?
Your studies will still be there when you get back.
Psst. Hey, adolescent. You want a short-term holiday job?
Your studies will still be there when you get back.
If she wants to.
Great, another pair of hands! Because it seems convenient, he'll arbitrary declare this group of teenagers a team. Eight is probably enough.
They'll performance review eachother after their first task, and maybe he'll also performance review them in some secret and mysterious manner, and if they seem to get on well he'll try to keep them together until they can all go home.
Does that sound good? Good. Then he'll check what's next on the list.
All the permanent structures in the city are hurricane proof, or can be made hurricane proof quickly. Not all the structures are permanent.
These sunshades, for example, consist of giant canvas canopies pulled taught between steel poles embedded in concrete below the ground.
Heavy winds could rip canopies off and be costly to repair, so instead they should just take them all down first.
You take this heavy powertool for removing bolts, and remove these bolts.
Then you can remove the guy rope from the anchor, which lets this corner fall to the ground.
Once you've done all the corners, you fold it up, roll it into a bundle, tie it up with these shorter cords, and put it in the trailer on the back of this buggy.
Then you do the next one in the row. There are eighty of them in the series of beaches that are this his problem. Only go up to here on your map.
It's okay to drive a buggy around if it's just on the beach, they're restricted mechanically to a fast running speed anyway. Try not to steer into the sea.
The eight teenage hirelings gathered here will consider this.
It'd be tiresome walking between each one, easier to all ride in the buggy or on the trailer. They'd get better at it faster if they specialised into a part of the task, but they mostly need to be done sequentially and folding seems like a team effort.
... can they have two buggies and trailers? They wouldn't all fit in one anyway, they'd have to take multiple trips.
Two of them should focus on removing the bolts and taking guy ropes off anchors. They should take one buggy and move ahead, collecting all the bolts up as they go, and progressing to each canopy quickly to stay ahead?
Probably they can do a support pillar every 2 minutes, times 2 pillars each times 80 canopies is 5.3 hours of unbolting, plus travel time should still be fast enough.
The other six will fold up the canopies up, and therefore get better at that over the course of the day, and have their own buggy to get to each one? They won't have to worry about the guy ropes because the canopies will already by on the floor. If they can do one in around 5 minutes they can keep up with the bolt-removers.
If bolt-removers finish first, they can come back and help fold. If folders catch up they can trade another team member to the bolt-removers?
Probably that will work.
Great I have like a hundred other tasks to make sure get done so have fun with that! Come back when you're done or if you have any problems I guess.
Tiger arbitrarily ends up on the canopy folding team.
Tiger will at this point notice the gender-ratio in their group, and in the general social caste of teenage hirelings, is almost exactly even. She does not immediately have a good theory that predicts this.
Either the manual labour needs physical strength and they'd prefer boys, or one sex would respond more readily to a short-term job advertisement and it'd probably still be boys, or there'd be some kind of meaningful filter which would impose some kind of sex-bias or other?
Almost exactly even is weird. It implies either they ended up here truly at random and her apparent free choice was an illusion, or they were going for that on purpose.
They have ceremonially removed and folded the first canopy, timing themselves at each step to make sure their plan makes sense.
There are some little ropes attached, they need to tie it into a bundle?
How are we supposed to get it onto the trailer though?
The whole thing weighs maybe twice as much as Tiger does?
Two of the boys pick it up by the rope ties and throw it onto the trailer together.
It's visibly effortful, but not particularly challenging.
Spoon is only 1.09 Tigers old, and despite boys typically being no taller on average than girls at around this age, typically having growth spurts later, Spoon is already 1.14 Tigers tall.
He speaks in a pitch only 0.63 Tigers high, saying
Tiger is confused about how people who could throw her without significant effort adults and people in the same social category as her children wait no she's not a child anymore she's in a new social category
Tiger is confused about why she should care about these people for their individual characteristics if she's nearly certainly not going to see them again after five days.
Tiger checks and yes she's pretty sure she shouldn't be expecting to see them again after the week, unless she actively tries otherwise.
Tiger attempts to anticipate the probable consequences of treating her new temporary classmates coworkers normally. Tiger exposes the anticipated consequences to her feelings for review. Tiger's feelings are not particularly upset but feel some utility is being missed here.
Tiger attempts to anticipate the consequences of a representative sample of not particularly unTigerly alternative behavioural patterns. Her feelings are not rating those any higher.
Tiger starts querying her feelings if they've got any behavioural patterns in particular they'd like to endorse, before she infers and gets back to them about the consequences of actually doing them. Probably her feelings are imagining something possible here that is not actually possible, and are mad she's not proposing a strategy to get it.
Tiger's feelings raise an exception with an undecipherable error message she'd have to get back to later.
Tiger visibly looks like she is thinking about something.
Does she have a thought she wants to share with the group?
Meta-Tiger notices that Tiger response times have suddenly skyrocketed at an inopportune moment. She is in the middle of a social situation.
Meta-Tiger exposes her current social situation to her internal Tiger model, directly. Her internal Tiger model does not raise any feelings-based objections to its first-order solution to the social situation. This represents an inconsistency between Tiger's model of Tiger and actual Tiger, who did get feelings-based objections she has not already categorized and resolved.
Meta-Tiger's rapidly spun up Tiger model outputs the decision that, in this social situation, the correct action is to speak aloud an optimal strategy for how eight people can most efficiently take down and pack up eightly huge mostly-but-not-quite square canvas canopies, and also she has a time limit and should not first be trying to do complicated meta-Tiger activities like resolving internal consistency errors.
Meta-Tiger can run with that. Meta-Tiger confiscates all cognitive resources to spin up the more pure and mathematical Tiger, ordinarily reserved for math tests. That Tiger logically deduces the solution, with a nice though informal proof so as to get full marks.
Meta-Tiger pipes the solution out of Tiger's mouth as it forms, just barely within the bounds of permissible response times for ordinary conversation. It's correct right? Yes. Great. Crisis averted.
You can have your brain back now.
Please don't do that again.
Where did all these memory issues come from? I was using that memory.
Is there a log of what I was thinking about before?
Also what did I just say?