#shortcomings

So the assignment here was to create a library program using some sort of AI tool, with the purpose of the activity being to demonstrate that AI can be a starting point but is really not something that can create a completed product, and that even a completed product itself is of no use without background information and skill set on the part of the one implementing the activity. I thought I would use Google Gemini as a test for this, as it is already a widely-used AI program and having investigated different schools, I’ve heard a lot are being pushed to implement Gemini as they are already involved in Google Education, use chrome books, etc.

The first thing I really noticed when looking at the results to my prompt was that while there was a very decent outline, it really had no connection to anything. I do realize I went in with my prompt to Gemini being very basic, but that was the point. If someone is going to use an AI service for something like this, it is likely they are going to go into it with very basic information. 

In between being vomited on, punched in the sternum by a pedes patient, and getting his foot run over by a morgue cart in transit to the elevator, Carter wasn’t having the best of mornings. Perhaps this was why when he entered the breakroom for a bit of a reprieve, he could barely even muster the energy to ask why not one, but several of the present nurses were tittering around the table.

Finally, he glanced their way to acknowledge them, his brow creasing once they kept peering between him and their phones before bursting into renewed laughter.

“Okay, I’ll bite: what’s so funny?” he asked. “Is there another video with a baby going around? You guys seem to love those.”

Chuny’s grin was cheshire as she replied, “I suppose something about this could be baby-sized, yeah.”

Haleh and Lydia howled with laughter, and perplexed, Carter glanced down just when he got a ping on his phone. To his mortification, he realized that someone — Roxanne, from the looks of it — had hijacked his phone, and then sent…well…very personal photos to every single person on his contact list.

Opening Roxanne’s farewell message, he blanched once he read:

[SMS: Roxanne] The last time we spoke, you were a total dick, so I decided to show everyone yours.

​[SMS: Roxanne] At least now everyone can see your shortcomings.

Lurching upright, Carter quickly scrolled through his text messages in a panic, realizing that yes, every single DM — including one to his mother, dear God — had been forwarded several incriminating photos below the belt.

Cheeks pink, he clicked on the topmost text to start doing damage control.

[SMS: Daisy] Not for you. Sorry.

​[SMS: Daisy] I mean, I’m not sorry that they’re not for you…

​[SMS: Daisy] Just sorry that you had to see them.

You're right, she was.

But that belongs to the human dimension, a pit where we stir all the questionable pieces that make up our human selves. What I admire in her is an element of the eternal, not a talent or a skill of her own, but a gift of genius instead, that descended on her in her youth, as it happens. Then it fled away, to manifest the Gods in other mortals.