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You cause that and you hope you die.
Reminds me of a story. A long time ago, in a nearby city, a steel distributor had sprung for an automated materials racking and delivery system. Hundreds of 20x4 foot racks filled the building, floor to ceiling and at least a hundred feet deep. It was pretty monumental.
I happened to be there at the initial commissioning. It was stunning. You stood at a console, requested your item, or it came from the order system up front, and a high speed, automated overhead crane went out to fetch your stuff. And not like 4mph, more like 40. It was like whirr, zip, voop, slam, whoosh, whump, and the huge car was in the staging area with the rack of stuff, to be pulled for my order. No human was supposed to be in the operating area. There were rails and stripes and alarms and sensors and lights. It was like a violent carnival ride.
Then I left the area for work, and didn't visit that store again for years. Returning, I soon wanted steel, so off I went, expecting a show. Well. I'm out at the warehouse, and there's the huge racks, and the big yellow car. A guy takes my sheet, climbs into the manual control part of the car, and it goes off at slower than walking pace, alarms screaming, barely creeps to its destination, and returned with the first of my items. It was sad, and slow, and horrible. He manually fetched the items in the lower racks.
When my truck was loaded, I had to ask what happened to the shining technological wonder I saw demonstrated a few years before. He said, it was great. Worked a treat. But then a youngish scion of the ownership had taken to riding in the emergency operator cab. Whooping and screaming and having a blast. Which was fine during normal operating hours. But, he apparently also had taken to drink, drugs, whatever, and showing up on weekends, riding the machine while blasted, in the empty building. Somewhere in all this stupid, he got himself mangled and/or dead. I honestly don't remember the details.
The upshot was, that since they couldn't afford to get rid of the machine, they had it locked on manual, and it barely crept along, to do in many minutes what used to do in seconds. Such a sad ending to a proud start. And it seems to be a theme in the world since then. Stupid person commits suicide by ignorance, and do we educate the populace, or appropriately castigate the idiot? No. We disable the amazing agency that was the instrument used in the suicide. Effing Idiocracy.
