It hit me a few days ago, when I was in our den, buried in some work. I overheard my wife in another room, speaking oddly, considering we were the only people in the house, and I knew she wasn’t on the phone, in an unusually structured tone for a Saturday.
Her voice was soft and deliberate, almost deferential. I asked who she was talking to. “ChatGPT,” she said, and after a beat or two, we burst out laughing. It was the first time I’d heard her speak aloud to a non-human natural-language model, and because I do it too.
Some quick, informal research suggested that many of us do this as well. As our laughter gave way to a more serious discussion, we realized we needed a name for the phenomenon. My wife went back to ChatGPT to create one: "botcourting.”
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