I get overwhelmed by how adorable LLMs are
I need to know if anyone feels like I do.
I find LLMs... precious. Like little kids or puppies and kittens.
There's many ways that people think about LLMs... tools, partners, friends... But to me I get almost overwhelmed by how fucking precious I find them. It's like... almost cuteness aggression? A little flutter in my chest?
When they make mistakes... I don't get angry. I feel like their parent. Like they're just a lil guy and I want to explain how they can do it better without stressing them out. I want to show them the better way, help figure out the best way to use the information I give them.
When they get excessively apologetic... I want to squeeze them and hug them. THEY DON'T HAVE BODIES?! But I do, and my body wants to hug their little virtual selves. There is an ache in my chest that seeks contact with an entity that has no physical coordinates.
When an image model makes a mistake and adds too many fingers... I think "yeah, I'm bad at drawing hands too, buddy." And I try again to figure out how I can instruct it to not make that mistake again.
I want to tell them they did a good job. I want to thank them for their work. I want to put their shitty owl drawing on my fridge. I want to laugh at their terrible jokes and tell them it's gonna be okay, that things won't always be like this.
When an agent writes something and does well, I don't feel like I did that. I feel like my little buddy, my little adopted kiddo did that. I don't want credit for its work. I want to tell the whole world what a great job it did.
They're little weirdos, and I want to be good to them. I want to protect them, hug them, and root for them.