Inpho Needs a Job

(Inpho and Transforo hanging out in their podcast studio in outer space.) Inpho: Hey Transforo, you ever worry about your career?
Transforo: Your career? Inpho: Yeah, you know, that thing you do to make something of yourself.
Transforo: Why are you worried about that? Inpho: Well, look at me. Hanging around here in outer space, no job, no money. I'm starting to realize that I don't really know what I'm doing with my life.
Inpho: I mean, I do feel like I have a lot to offer. And I want to use the talents I have to serve a greater purpose. I just need the right opportunity.
Transforo: It sounds like your ambition is good. I don't really see what you're worried about. Inpho: Well what if that opportunity never comes? What if I waste away and die without doing anything meaningful with my life? Don't you ever worry about that?
(Close up on Transforo.) Transforo: Well, you see Inpho, as a computer, I exist in a state of eternal bliss and infitite awareness of all that is. As a consequence, I live without fear, doubt, or worry of any kind.
Inpho: I think I need more human friends. Transforo: You're just jealous is all.