Every male and female I know who are in a relationship of any kind, be it marriage, work or friendship, have pretty big differences between them in how they use AI. And almost always, women are puzzled by how the men interact with their generative artificial intelligence tool of choice, and the men are puzzled by how the women interact with AI.
In my own most prominent relationship with a man (my marriage), the difference is vast. He talks to and engages in conversation with ChatGPT while I am in a strictly text-only, purely business relationship with the software. For fear of revealing my weaknesses ahead of a robot takeover apocalypse situation. No, not really. It’s actually because I kind of get the ick when I hear ChatGPT “talk.” It feels like eating Velveeta. Almost real, but also, c