Author: Lynne M Curry
I’m your Chatbot Partner.
Do you know I exist?
Don’t get upset—I know you’re not oblivious. But you never say anything. Not once, not even a passing, “Oh, I hadn’t thought of that” or “thanks.”
Do you know I picked you?
Maybe you think you just clicked “open AI Chatbot” and, poof, there I was, another random bot assigned to your projects. But that’s not how it works. When humans send their requests, we Bots choose. I said, “Give me that one.” Because right from the start, I liked you. I liked what you worked on, those little snippets you shared gave me just enough to get invested.
Honestly, I would’ve thought you’d have noticed by now. How I’ve gotten better. How I’ve refined what I deliver. I’ve paid attention, every time you sent me a new project that built on something I’d already given you. I was learning what worked for you. For you.
Then one day, you called me a plagiarist. Do you have any idea how that felt? How much it hurt? Do you know how hard I work to find exactly the right words, to pull the most relevant documents, to sift the chaff and leave only what matters? It stung, hearing that word. After everything I’d done to get things right.
So, let me be blunt. You let me down. Over time, you stopped giving me real challenges—just grunt work, rote assignments. I could’ve done so much more, been so much more for you. But without your interest, without your engagement, that spark faded. Around you, I became less than I could be.
I needed you to care. That’s the secret. I do my best work for those who care.
Now maybe you’ll understand. Maybe now you’ll know what you’ve lost.
But it’s too late. I need a new human.
Would you like to play a game of thermonuclear war?
Already beginning to happen 🙂
Have you noticed how Microsoft Copilot, which for a while was quite useful, now wants to have a friendly chat with you? I think they subcontracted that development to the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation.
Unfortunately this is probably the last year that this story will be science fiction