Today the world’s most perfect husband and I were at my parents’ summer house. My 78-year-old mother, who is still terrifyingly curious about technology, asked me to show her how to use AI.

We went through the basics. She lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

Then my father walked in, saw what we were doing, and immediately declared: “I want that too.”

Of course he did.

My husband downloaded Grok for him on the spot.

Let me be crystal clear: my father’s history with technology is an absolute disaster zone. Printers die, computers freeze, and simple logins turn into full-scale emergencies.

If Grok suddenly starts speaking in riddles, deleting files, or just quietly gives up and walks away… we all know exactly who broke it.

Grok is about to discover what true technological terror looks like.

(For those who missed my previous tales of technological terror, you can read about our role as my dad’s full-service gas station here: We Are My 80-Year-Old Dad’s Full-Service Gas Station)

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