Oh boy, was I elated when all of my old, demanding, entitled, annoying, argue-for-a-single-grade-point-that-wouldn’t-affect-their-letter-grade medical students were put out of work by chirpy, dead-eye-stare robot doctors. Lost my job but, hell, I got a killer retirement package. And I didn’t have to worry about any wiseguys taking revenge when I had my tonsils removed last month.