I am a pastry chef. The whole draw is being handmade, fresh stuff. Robots already entered my field, and a long time ago!. And turns out there is demand for both humans and robots in this industry.
It's Christmas season now, and there's work coming off my ears, trust me on this one. The demand is actually increasing since the last few years (m-my legs...ouch).
Food is quite a sentimental matter for most people, and a chef that takes his work seriously can make his/her employer rich, or at least a good source of income. It's a win-win situation.
And technology is one of my hobbies, including robotics (although it's quite an expensive hobby, so it's done sparsely), and technology aids in my job, a lot.
Anyway...
My post sounds quite anti-humanity, but there are jobs that are better suited for something without emotions or an agenda. Robots aren't Skynet, they are tools, and they do help us. I could get a few automatons in my workplace. Hell, I think you can even consider the large stand mixers a form of robot. They are programmed to do a single task for a given time with a given power, with degrees of extra automation depending on model and brand. And that sure makes my work easier.
That stand mixer will never wake up pissed off and go "my boss is a dick I just don't care today", or get an emotional breakdown in the middle of a large service. That stuff happens in my field of work, and not just in reality shows. A work rush can get people pissed even when they are the nicest persons ever. The stand mixer doesn't have fights with its significant other and come out stressed to work, or are up to their necks in mortgage to the point of self-destruction.
I mean, I love fantasy robots. A lot. But I know what a real robot is. And it's a tool. Some look like people, some don't. They are still tools. And it's awesome we made them, it really is.
At some point I might be dying and unable to clean my own ass. And instead of subjecting a human being, or even someone of my own flesh and blood, to do that unsavory task of keeping my ass clean, a robot might do it, and it won't care about how pathetic I look, or how gross the situation is. It won't be content, it won't be sad, it'll just make that ass sparkle as much as it can. And it will be ready to do it anytime until it just breaks off.
And even so, I'll probably be thankful towards that unfeeling piece of ass-wiping metal. Because we humans are weird like that.
It can be a thing in 50 years, and there are prototypes for aiding the elderly now. They look as scary as a baby kitten, and it's going to get better.
I'd rather have a silly-looking neon-colored robot with a goofy empty smile devoid of emotion that my own son or daughter carrying my dying self around. I don't want that for them.
And the solution is something that is possible, we have that capability. But people keeps going on and on about how we'll all lose our jobs or they will become sentient and destroy humanity, and that fear will hamper progress at some point. This is not a movie, and we humans hate change, but our power is that we adapt sooner or later, no matter how bad things go.