• rand_alpha19@moist.catsweat.com
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    2 months ago

    We reached out to Spreen directly via email and he delivered his own summary of his girlfriend’s messages. “It was something along the lines of i can’t believe you just did that, we’re done, i want my stuff. we had an argument in a bar and I got up and left, then she sent the text,” he wrote.

    How did he feel about getting the news via AI summary? “I do feel like it added a level of distance to it that wasn’t a bad thing,” he told Ars Technica. “Maybe a bit like a personal assistant who stays professional and has your back even in the most awful situations, but yeah, more than anything it felt unreal and dystopian.”

    This really is just more funny than anything else to me. Sucks it was on his birthday, though.

    • William@lemmy.world
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      2 months ago

      “we had an argument in a bar and I got up and left, then she sent the text,”

      If you abandon your girl in a bar, you should absolutely expect to lose her, birthday or not. She is under no obligation at that point to consider his feelings about his special day.

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        2 months ago

        You know no details about their relationship at all.

        Perhaps she was being truly awful to him, and that prompted him to leave. We don’t know.

        But fuck off with that implication that women are weak and pathetic, needing a man around to protect them. If someone is being awful, you can leave. Doesn’t matter what they’ve got between their legs.

        If a woman I was with was being awful to me in a bar, of course I’d leave. She’s an adult. She can deal with the consequences of her own actions, and she can look after herself. I’m not above her, needing to be her guardian figure, just because I have a cock and she doesn’t. What a 1950s attitude.