Excerpt from a long thread with an LLM doing planning on a painting project for Mab (humans not having context need words “terrifying fairy queen of winter”; LLM knows it): Me: Does snow stick to Mab or is it scared of her? LLM: Snow is not afraid of her. It is *subject* to her.

Window installer, after doing a bang-up job: Any questions for me? Me: None. Any paperwork for me? Window installer: One thing to sign but the really really important one comes later via email. It’s a survey. Me: Oh? WI: Yes and there is only one question which matters: NPS.

A vignette: Amazon driver: *delivers a pile of packages* Dad, who lives with us: Do you know the person these are addressed to? Me: Nope. Address is wrong, too. Likely a misdelivery. Dad: These are probably Christmas presents. I will call Amazon and get this straightened out.