So true! I started out with AI anyway with a curious amalgam of British politeness and existential fear of living in a rain-filled foxhole, whilst the biometric laser scans of the killbots sweep the landscape, seeking out the few remaining vestiges of humankind – the faint hope that one AI would recognise me as the person who always couched their prompts with a please and thank you and let me go…

But in all seriousness, I was prompted to give the Bot a virtual medal and/or virtual cookie when they get things right, and to always remain conversational. It’s difficult at times, and sometimes it feels like potty training a toddler – there can be mess, and there can also be an innate sense of pride when it does what you want!