
I can report, however, that the squishy meat-sacks that we normally employ as bartenders need not fear for their jobs, or their lives. Yet. The robots needed near-constant tweaking, prodding and jiggling from their simian assistants in order to be coaxed into dispensing the life-giving nectar.
I believe we have a few years left before the coming war between man and the brotherhood of machines.
Remain vigilant.