"...the safest job on the planet."

That's basically what I do, but for residences, rather than commercial structures. I use a lot fewer mini-diggers and hoists, but a lot more shovels and hammers. I also get paid a lot less, but am appreciated a lot more. The majority of my clients are (often newly) single women that make me cookies, pies, and most recently Orange Chicken, which is why I struggle with being fat, and implement intermittent fasting to complement the hard physical labor and keep my stomach behind my belt.

I think I'm even more safe from AI than your man, because divorcees will not adopt robots before corporations do. Sadly, I'll probably become too frail and decrepit to take advantage of my position while it becomes maximally valuable. C'est la vie!

Thanks!