I owe you an apology
Dude. I hate my last few Substack posts. I can’t even fucking read them. I want to delete them. But I won’t. I deserve to suffer. You know what I fucking did? Like an absolute fucking tool, I used motherfucking ChatGPT. I recorded myself telling stories and transcribed them. Then I fed them into fucking ChatGPT and tried to make them... what? “Prose?” “Essays?” What a fucking dickhead. I feel like I owe you an apology. I rewrote some of them, by hand, in a notebook and I’m starting to remember what I sound like... it sure as shit ain’t that. What a cock.
Glad that you’re back ;)
No shade on using AI - I use it all the time to help edit out my anger.
So when I want to say, "why the f@#$ are you asking such a stupid question - the answer is on my website if you would just stop being so lazy"
I put that into AI and it spits out, "Great question! Here’s the info and a helpful link."
I think it's a great tool for business that way - you just have to massage it to be your own voice. I am offending a lot less people.
Great to see you on here again.