When ChatGPT booked me a haircut – and nailed it… sort of
Today I decided to test ChatGPT’s new agent mode. I’d seen a post where it worked flawlessly: someone asked to book a haircut in Los Angeles, the AI opened a browser, found a salon, made the appointment – smooth as silk.
Inspired, I tried: “Book me a haircut tomorrow in Brooklyn, São Paulo.”
Spoiler: I did NOT expect what happened next.
At first: flawless automation
At first, it was perfect. The browser opened, and the agent narrated:
“Comparing ratings,”
“Scrolling the page,”
“Clicking the booking button.”
It found a barber, asked my preferred time, paused briefly for login, then finished the booking and sent me a neat summary: tomorrow at 1 PM, 25-minute haircut.
I even got the email confirmation.
It felt like the future — the kind where AI can do everything except find your missing socks.
The twist: a barbershop in a bus
But then… I checked the salon photos. And there it was: a barbershop. Inside. A regular. City. Bus.
Not “retro-themed,” not “repurposed.” Just a literal bus parked on the roadside, with stools, dust, and a hint of existential despair.
AI: mission accomplished.
Me: wondering if my next agent prompt would be “Find where they sterilize their tools.”
Lesson: trust but verify
Always double-check — whether it’s a human agent or a digital one. Amen.