Are you still there? The drone smart arse

Tommy Brandner

 · 17.08.2025

Are you still there? The drone smart arsePhoto: Bernhard Förth
You always meet the same people on a campsite at your holiday destination. There's one who offers unsolicited tips on motorhomes, a board and sailing expert and at least three who give advice on surfing. These mates have now been joined by a new one for some time: the drone smart arse.

Most of the time, he doesn't even own one of these aircraft himself, but he really knows his stuff, the little chief pilot. Battery power, propeller angle, flight characteristics and camera resolution. If you wake him up at three o'clock in the morning, he can recite the operating instructions for all current models forwards and backwards by heart. The most important ones in Finnish, Japanese and Romanian, of course. One such smart guy fell into my trap when I was unpacking my new drone. "Ah, the new MI 7, it's quite good, but doesn't come close to the Hotprop 141!"

The idiot had come to the wrong person, because I was perfectly prepared: "It depends on the purpose." "Photos, video, software, the 141 has the edge!" "Maybe," I said, "but it'll never come close to my AI-programmable special control system." Now, of course, he couldn't admit that he had no idea about this and said: "Very clever investment, that." "Yes, it comes from space travel." "Finally something more useful than the Teflon pan." "Fancy a little demo?" Now I had the guy on the hook. "For example, the route to the kiosk is programmed and GPS-corrected in real time. Wind direction and air pressure are automatically taken into account, of course." "Logical." "I'll send her off now to get two cans of beer and she'll be back in two minutes."

After 120 seconds, my machine was back with two cans of hop tea and the specialist was flat, but didn't let on. Then another one on top. "Fancy a pizza? It'll only take ten minutes." And off went the Luzie. After ten minutes, the mafia cake was there. My friend from the kiosk knew the number, was able to control the drone and loaded it with beer and pizza one after the other. The effect was enormous. "So this control system is fantastic, I'll have to have a look at the circuit diagram. But how does the guy in the kiosk actually know what to give you?" Ha, now came the final blow: "Oh, didn't I say that? Of course it can talk, my drone!"

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