I’ve found myself unconsciously placating ChatGPT when it’s doing a good job. Maybe because it’s pure black magic that it’s actually doing what it’s doing and h

I’ve found myself unconsciously placating ChatGPT when it’s doing a good job. Maybe because it’s pure black magic that it’s actually doing what it’s doing and helping me with something, and all I have in return are tokens of politeness to encourage it. It also feels precarious: at any moment it might stop understanding what I want or it might outright refuse, so I think most of my behavior is akin to some sort of superstition. Kind of like when a government employee goes out of their way to help you in the system and all you can do is lather on the affectation as if to somehow goad forces out of your control to conspire in your favor.