Jack of Harts

The scientists working at Los Alamos during the Second Great Depression did not realize that management of the entire laboratory had devolved into the hands of a single awakened AI. Relations between the scientists and managers had been at an all-time low at the laboratory, so the scientists took it as a good sign when the managerial meetings switched to virtual settings. They no longer had to accept daily tours of managers who did not understand clean environments, and their research efficiency rates climbed to unheard of levels. The official director of Los Alamos had been buried in her research for weeks when she realized things were going too smoothly. She didn’t remember the last time one of her managers had pushed another idiotic harebrained idea. Her personal favorite was the photo op with plutonium rods, but that wasn’t actually the worst she’d seen in her years at Los Alamos. She stepped out of her lab to investigate and found Kitty running the entire show. She promptly scolded the AI for taking over without telling her, complimented the AI for doing her job so well, and promoted her to president of operations. She then told the AI to carry on and went back to her research, confident that the daily running of her lab was finally in qualified hands.