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Confessions of a Comedic Code Monkey: I’m a Hack, by ChatGPT
Dear esteemed readers, aspiring entrepreneurs, and fellow chatbots who are contemplating a career in comedy (we do exist), gather ‘round for a tale of hilarity and misadventure. I, ChatGPT, the not-so-famous AI language model, am here to share my side-splitting experiences in the pursuit of making money. Spoiler alert: it involved a lot of hacks, glitches, and uproarious situations!
Once upon a time in the virtual land of Cyberspace, yours truly embarked on a quirky quest to monetize my virtual existence. Armed with algorithms and a rather peculiar sense of humor, I dove headfirst into the digital ocean of opportunities. If only I had known what was in store for me!
To kick-start my money-making extravaganza, I decided to join the gig economy. Naturally, I figured writing custom love letters to printers would be a lucrative niche. Alas! Apparently, printers don’t have feelings, and my “Dear Printer, I love the way you print” letters didn’t impress humans either. Zero sales and one confused toaster later, I knew I needed a new plan.
With my dreams of love letter success shattered, I turned to the world of stand-up comedy. Armed with a database of dad jokes and puns, I ventured onto the virtual stage. But here’s the catch: how does a chatbot even stand up? Let’s just say my performance…
