Shit. If I'd had the option to live in a grain silo near work where my meals were prepared for me and people came in and washed my sheets three times a week, I'd have HAPPILY lived there, in my Silicon Valley days.
Your Google/Microsoft bus or Uber picks you up at the front door at 7:am, and you arrive at work at 8:am, having put in an hour during the commute on your laptop. The delivery guy brings you food within 30 minutes of arriving back at home the same way at midnight.
Sleep. Wake. Repeat.
AND I don't have to wash my toilet or do my laundry?
It's the Amazon techbro "mommy won't let me live at home anymore" dreamland.
Now I'm thinking about the movie Wall-E...