This lead several presumably cash-loving individuals to take offense at your remark.
And to demonstrate protest at the insinuation of the obsolescence of fiat currency, they clicked the little minus.
I found your comment entertaining and it ranks 1/1 stars from my karma bucket.
Ha! Fooled you! I'm not even a real blonde.
Almost everything was automated except for bars[1]. Having an actually job required an inane mount of schooling, testing and credentials. But gave you a life where you got to live and associate with people with somewhat meaningful lives.
[1] Automated bars existed, but to the authorities dismay, few people would patronize them.
Domino Harvey* comes to mind. She was supposedly a model turned bounty hunter. A lot of adrenaline junkies currently get their thrills doing EMS work and similar jobs. Or they have dangerous hobbies. If you take away all the constructive outlets for adrenaline junkies, you are basically left with dangerous hobbies and fomenting revolution or pursuing illegal activities merely to feel alive once in a while. This will likely not go good places.
This is one thing I think went wrong with all the 20th century modernisms. The thinking that social and emotional needs didn't matter infected all sorts of fields[1] like a cancer. Before 1960 they used to keep sick infants in sterile boxes where they failed to thrive and eventually died. Okay they don't do that now. But the equivalent exists in all sort of other places.
Excellent book.
How many professions do you come in contact with who seem unlikely to be candidates for automation?
At some point - and we're unfortunately rather a long way from that societally - we need to take stock, and consider: who, exactly, is all of this for?