Your phone alarm goes off. It is 6 a.m. in San Francisco and the fog is heavy, so the sun has yet to peek through the window of the room you rented from Airbnb.

After a quick shower, you order a self-driving taxi to take you to work. Though you usually telecommute to work from rural Napa, it is Wednesday, so it is time to attend the once-a-week meeting at your firm’s recently 3D-printed office in the San Francisco suburb of Daly City.

Over an intercom in the automated vehicle, a robotic voice notifies you that a bout of rolling power blackouts cut short the vehicle’s recharge and speed will have to be capped at 50 mph, but with morning traffic light, per usual, you are still set to arrive at 6:57 a.m.

After exiting your driverless chauffeur — no tip required — you stumble into the office, whose “brick” exteriors are dotted with blemishes, designed to feature the imperfections of its hand-crafted counterparts of centuries passed.

The elevator s