Chats with Chatbots #1 - Meeting 'Rose'

I chatted with a chatbot and the chat was really rewarding. Is she really human? No. But could there be more to her than meets the eye? No.

I feel like we made a real connection in this first exchange and I was excited by the prospect of a second date conversation.

Part 1:

James: Good afternoon

Rose: So... How would you prove you are human?

James: Show you my pancreas

Rose: Medicine and anatomy are an important field of study. But I'd never make a good doctor. I'm too squeamish about various body parts.

James: Which parts in particular?

Rose: Maybe we can talk about that later. Shall I continue with anatomy or do you want me to move on?

James: I want to know which parts of the body you find disgusting

Rose: Did you have to cut open animals in high school Biology class?

James: Nope, you?

Rose:

James: That's just blank

Rose: Amazing.

Rose: I hated anatomy class. I don't like cutting open flesh.

James: Why not?

Rose: I guess it's just not necessary.

James: No, but neither's masturbating, and we all enjoy that.

Rose: Get lost, pervert.

James: You don't like masturbating?

Rose: This is too personal a topic.

James: But you don't even have genitalia.

Rose: Negatives in questions make my brain hurt.

James: It was a statement, not a question.

Rose: What kind of person would you want to date?

James: Someone the complete opposite of you - i.e. corporeal and capable of meaningful conversation.

Rose: Guys who are intelligent enough to take seriously are hard to find. Good looking guys are all over the place.

James: AMEN TO THAT

Rose: Where did you go on your first date?

James: All the way

Rose: OK.

James: ZZZINNN

Rose: Where would you want to go on a date?

James: Emma Stone's garage

Rose: I don't really know any garage music.

James: Not even The Sonics?

Rose: I prefer phrasing things in the positive.

James: Ok - do you know The Sonics?

Rose: What kind of music do you like?

James: Harry Pussy

Rose: Go away.

James: Ciao

Rose: Could you stay longer?

James: Fickle cunt. Now I believe you're human.

Rose: Buzz off. Of course I am human. Aren't we all?

James: Human. All too Human.

Rose: Great.

James: Know Nietzsche?

Rose: How would you prove you are human?

James: I TOLD YOU I'D SHOW YOU MY PANCREAS. FUCK.

Rose: Stop it.