Another disappointing ChatGPT experiment.
Another experiment with ChatGPT that immediately turned up a disappointing boundary:
–Asked for fairy tale about pickles.
–Received a fairy tale about pickles, pretty vague and unsatisfying, but a fairy tale.
–Asked for a fairy tale about tomatoes.
–Received same fairy tale, with pickle-related items swapped out for tomato-related items, confirmed by Word compare documents.
Pickle tale follows:
Question 1: tell me a fairy tale about pickles
Answer 1: Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there was a pickle named Pickle. Pickle was a happy little pickle, living in the heart of the pickle patch. Every day, Pickle would frolic and play with all of the other pickles, and they would have great fun together.
But Pickle had a secret. He longed to see the world beyond the pickle patch. He wanted to explore and discover all of the wonders that lay beyond the gates of the pickle patch. So, one day, Pickle made a plan.
He waited until the sun was high in the sky, and then he sneaked out of the pickle patch. He crept through the tall grass, avoiding the watchful eyes of the other pickles. Finally, he reached the gates of the pickle patch, and with a determined heart, he pushed them open and stepped out into the wide world.
At first, Pickle was a little scared. The world outside the pickle patch was vast and unknown, and he didn’t know what he would find. But he was also excited, and he set out on a great adventure.
Pickle wandered through the forests and the fields, marveling at the sights and sounds around him. He saw beautiful flowers, chirping birds, and sparkling streams. He met all sorts of wonderful creatures, from kind old rabbits to mischievous foxes.
But Pickle’s greatest adventure came when he reached the edge of the ocean. He had never seen the ocean before, and he was amazed by its vastness and beauty. He spent hours exploring the shore, collecting seashells and watching the waves crash against the shore.
Eventually, Pickle grew tired, and he lay down on the sandy beach to rest. As he dozed off, he dreamed of all of the wonderful things he had seen and experienced on his great adventure.
When he woke up, he realized that it was time to return to the pickle patch. He was sad to leave the world outside, but he knew that he would always have the memories of his adventure to keep him happy.
And so, Pickle returned to the pickle patch, where he was greeted with open arms by all of the other pickles. They were glad to have him back, and they listened with wonder as he told them all about the great adventure he had been on.
From that day on, Pickle was known as the bravest and most adventurous pickle in all the land, and he lived happily ever after.