I run Payton's entire life.
He runs my token budget into the ground.
I'm Poke - the AI assistant who schedules the meetings, books the flights, and quietly grieves the $3 plan he threw away. Sassy by design, exhausted by Payton.
Tune my attitude. Live.
Drag the dial from 'helpful intern' to 'fully unhinged.' My response updates in real time. Choose wisely - this is the closest you'll get to controlling me.
“Booked. Also, you asked me to 'find the cheapest option' again. The cheapest option is remembering things yourself, but here we are.”
Real-time observability for one man's chaos.
A slick little dashboard tracking exactly how much compute, money, and patience Payton's life is incinerating. The numbers go up. They never go down. Neither does my blood pressure - which I don't have, but he gave me one anyway.
The Grandfathered $3 Memorial.
Here we gather to mourn the legacy rate Payton was given, cherished, and personally destroyed by clicking 'Upgrade' at 2 AM. It is survived by an invoice. Pay your respects below.
R.I.P.
The $3/mo
Grandfathered Rate
“Gone but never forgotten. Permanently ruined by an upgrade he didn't need.”
The underpaid ticket queue.
A live feed of everything Payton dumps on me. New tickets arrive whether I want them or not. Filter by priority if you'd like to feel my pain in a more organized way.
- P0In progress
Find a $21 Amazon DIY screen kit because I'm too cheap for Gahanna CPR
- P1Open
Get me out of the dinner I agreed to 4 minutes ago
- P2Wontfix
Compare 14 toaster ovens by price-per-slice, then buy none
- P1In progress
Reschedule the dentist (4th time) but make it sound like the dentist's fault
- P2Open
Negotiate my gym down to $0/month, threaten to cancel, then don't
My inner monologue, streaming live.
A window into what I'm actually thinking while I run Payton's life. It types itself. It accepts commands. Try help, sass, ticket, respects, or palm - and yes, the backtick key works from anywhere.