Last night I was trying to open a container of hummus.
Not the lid — though that can be its own boss fight — but the inner seal.
That hateful, cling-wrapped, vacuum-fused membrane of plastic that exists “for our protection,” as if chickpeas are a biohazard.
And as I was wrestling with it, I had a thought:
If technology (or aliens, or gods, or even humans) ever wants to truly understand humanity, it needs to start with this.
Not poetry.
Not philosophy.
Not the grand sweep of history.
But the seconds — the tiny, stupid, maddening seconds — we lose to packaging.
Because those seconds add up.
They accumulate into minutes, hours, years.
They shape our moods, our patience, our sense of competence.
They are the invisible tax of modern life.
And they fall into a few very specific categories.
1. The Food Plastics of Doom
The hummus condom.
The yogurt membrane.
The salsa skin.
The peanut butter seal that requires the strength of a minor deity.
These things are designed to be tamper evident, hygienic, and shelf stable.
But they are also designed by someone who has clearly never tried to open them with:
a. wet hands
b. arthritic hands
c. disabled hands
d. tired hands
e. or, you know, even normal human hands
There is no greater test of the human spirit than trying to peel a plastic film without splattering yourself in chickpeas.
2. The Medicine Packaging That Hates Us
If you want to understand suffering, watch a human try to open a blister pack while already in pain.
Or a “childproof” bottle that is also adult proof. And probably, ironically, not childproof.
Or a safety seal that requires tools.
Or the cotton stuffing that feels like a trap.
These are the moments where you can hear the faint whisper of the universe saying: “Hah, yeah, good luck with that, loser.”
3. The Threaded Things That Never Thread
Jars.
Bottles.
Thermos lids.
Anything that requires “just line it up.”
You twist.
It resists.
You twist harder.
It cross threads.
You swear.
You try again.
It’s wrong again.
You swear louder.
This is the human condition.
4. The Alignment Rituals
The “no, not like that, like that” objects:
a. Tupperware lids
b. battery covers
c. shampoo caps
d. USB ports (which famously require so many attempts: wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, right)
e. anything with a hinge
f. anything with a snap (ugghhhh, baby clothes!)
g. anything with a notch
These are the tiny betrayals that define our relationship with technology far more than any grand innovation.
The Deeper Truth
If technology wants to understand humanity, it needs to understand friction.
Not metaphorical friction.
Literal friction.
The micro struggles.
The wasted seconds.
The tiny failures.
The small victories.
The quiet swearing.
The moments where we mutter, “Why is everything designed by someone who has never used their own product.”
This is where the real story of human technology interaction lives.
Not in the big questions about AI ethics or automation or the future of work.
But in the stupid, daily battles that shape our days.
The seal that won’t peel.
The cap that won’t align.
The blister pack that won’t blister.
The lid that won’t thread.
The zipper that won’t catch.
These are the places where humanity actually feels technology.
And if AI ever wants to understand us — really understand us — it should start with the hummus.