When the waitress said “Enjoy your meal” and I responded “You too.”
Heavy.
When my kid was growing up I told him “Look, life is like levelling up in an RPG. Your first job is going to suck. Your first car is going to suck. Your first house is going to suck. Just recognize that and work through it, it will get better…”
Well… his first job was straight to Intel.
His first car was a new Lexus.
His first house is a million dollar home on a hill.He’s out there now making the AIs that freak everyone out.
That’s on you, you created the monster that created AI. You must travel back in time, to kill you grandparents.
J/k great for your kid, I hope he transitions to something more sustainable later on.
Dude… Your kid’s a supervillain.
(I joke, but still… AI? Wish it was something less destructive.)
He built his first LLM in high school to do debate prep. LOL.
Out of curiosity, is his work on any of the “frontier” models? Or is he developing the small, open-weight models you can run on sufficiently beefy personal systems? There’s a world of difference there in terms of ethics.
I work with a few AI engineers myself, and I don’t think I know anyone who hates companies like OpenAI and Anthropic more than they do.
To be 100% honest, I don’t fully comprehend everything he does. He had a hand in at Oracle but left to work for a series of start ups and does consulting.
Mostly he goes around the world, writing papers and speaking at AI conferences.
God I wish life was like an RPG. Imagine getting sufficiently rewarded for the time you put in
Answering my own question: “You’ve become a fascist, despite how I raised you. I don’t want anything more to do with you.” Said to my son, who is now 24 years old. I’m planning to reconnect with him at his grandfather’s 80th birthday in a few months. I won’t excuse his behavior or condone it, but hopefully I can reconnect enough that we can agree to disagree.
Not a thing i’ve said but i’d redo the entire meet up with the girl 9 years ago. It was so akward and weird because well 13 year old be akward around his crush in his bed and forgot condoms for the “sex meet up”
I wish I had my current experience of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time 20 years ago. But how do you learn without fucking up?
There’s been too many. At this point taking back one would just make another more glaring. I’m just like this. Starting EMDR on Monday and hoping they’ll be able to program out the random crippling guilt over literally everything.
I said something mean to a big guy at school when I was 14, just because I thought it was funny. I recall the hurt, sad look on his face and felt instant shame and regret. That was 34 years ago, and the memory still occasionally pops up in my mind. I wasn’t even trying to bully the guy—I was just trying to be funny to mask my own insecurities.
I’m 56 and in all my years there is only one conversation I would like to redo and that was when I was 17.
My eldest brother was in another state helping his dad fix up a house. He called home around midnight and was going on about how I should take care of myself and a bunch of other stuff, he was mentally ill and it was obvious he had gone off his meds. He kept calling till like 3 in the morning and I was sick of hearing it and just wanted to go to sleep so I could make it to work in the morning.
So last time he calls he is going on for 15 min or so about “hey 1d10 don’t worry about anything, dad will take care of it, my dad will take care of it” so I kinda snaped and said "good, can I sleep now? I hung up the phone and went to sleep, less then a hour later my mom wakes me up to tell me my brother killed himself.
I didn’t go to work that morning, I didn’t go to work for a year. I just went fishing. My brother loved fishing and always tried to get me to go but I didn’t fish and never went with him. After the funeral I took his fishing gear and went fishing almost every day from dawn to dusk for an entire year.
“Help me.”
I shouted at my partner yesterday. I’d take that back.
I was trying to serve dinner and she decided that’s when she needed to start cleaning stuff. She complains why did I call her over if dinner isn’t ready, except it is ready, the stove is off, the food is cooked — I just physically cannot move the food to the plates because she’s decided to clean in front of the stove and I don’t want to scald her with a hot pan. If she wasn’t there, the food would be on the plates, but I’m stuck.
I just need the kitchen clear for 20 more seconds. I don’t know why loading the dishwasher or bending over at the front of the stove to wipe the floor is urgent, and it’s that combination of “why did you call me if dinner isn’t ready, I’ll come back when it’s ready” mixed with the only reason it’s not served is her placement inside the kitchen that frustrates me so much. And it feels like she doesn’t acknowledge that she plays a role here, and that makes me so angry.
I did apologize but it still makes it feel like I don’t appreciate her, and I do.
