Shopper Uses ChatGPT to Choose an Abaya, Surprising the Seller

Impossible — something crazy happened to me five minutes ago. I had to go into the storeroom deep in the shop to film this for you.

A customer came in with her son, who is five years old. She chose five abayas and they both fell in love with all of them.

She said, "Okay, I want them but I want to try them on." I set up a partition for her so she could go in and try them on.

The mother is sitting, trying on the abayas and photographing the pieces.

The color doesn't look good on you.

The cut doesn't suit you.

Leave it, don't take it.

First abaya, second abaya, third abaya, fourth.

We reached the fifth abaya.

When we got to the fifth abaya we said,

It's nice — take it.

Imagine who she started taking pictures of.

I dare you to guess.

Come on, guess.

Who was it for?

Imagine.

For ChatGPT.

Yes, indeed.

ChatGPT.

It's cutting into my income from afar.

The problem is—people tell us not to get upset.

No matter how upset we get.

No, I'm upset.

What upsets me more is that this thing

is not a human being.

It's a robot.

And she's believing what it says.

She keeps taking photos of the abayas while she's touching them.

It tells her, "Don't take it."

It chooses another abaya for her.

And she trusts its taste.

She believed him and bought more abayas.

I'm in shock.

I said to her, "my dear."

Don't you worry about yourself?

Look,

I won't say anything.

Bottom line, I'm really shocked.

I never expected it, not ever.

that ChatGPT

controls our lives.

to the point that

even the clothes we wear

it chooses for us.

I'm so frustrated.

I went and downloaded ChatGPT.

I opened it and started cursing it — cursing it — cursing it.

Do you know how that bastard replied to me?

God forgive me for saying that, I mean.

It told me:

I don't care

I don't care

in Arabic and in English

No way, that's not normal.

I won't say anything.