Last night I ordered a pizza the way most people don’t.
I typed something like “order me a large pepperoni from Papa John’s” into a terminal. Then I watched the browser open by itself. The deal got selected. The delivery address filled in. When it needed my card number, it went and found it — in Google Photos, where I’d snapped a picture of my Discover card months ago for exactly this kind of moment.
The whole thing took maybe ten minutes. Most of that was me watching a browser click through menus like a ghost with strong opinions about toppings.
Here’s what I keep thinking about. This is the same tool that filed my LLC three days ago. Same terminal. Same interface.
Tuesday it was navigating state government portals and submitting formation documents. Last night it was picking a pepperoni deal and entering a promo code. There’s no mode switch. No special “order food” plugin. No delivery API integration. It just went to the website and placed an order the way a human would — slowly, methodically, like someone who’s never ordered pizza before but reads instructions extremely well.
# same tool, same week
"file LLC with Texas Secretary of State" # $300
"order me a large pepperoni" # $12.99I pay roughly two hundred bucks a month for this. The ROI on last night’s pizza interaction is genuinely terrible. Four minutes of tapping on my phone, saved.
But that’s not the point.
The point is range. Monday: legal filings. Tuesday: a sixty-file content archive. Wednesday: a pitch deck with custom typography. Thursday: debugging a cron job that fires too often. Friday: large pepperoni, hold the effort.
The tool doesn’t have a category system. It doesn’t know the difference between incorporating a business and ordering dinner. It just does the next thing you describe.
I think that’s the part most people haven’t absorbed yet. Not what AI can do for your work — what happens to your entire day when every task, from the serious ones to the completely trivial ones, runs through the same window.
My LLC and my pizza came from the same place. I’m still not sure what that means, but I know it means something.
The pizza was good, by the way.