Broken Coding: GPT3 Error 400
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Published 2/27/2023When a determined tech genius attempts to access a cutting-edge AI algorithm, they are faced with a daunting request failure of error code 400-- forcing them to confront a seemingly impossible challenge in order to fulfill their ultimate goal.
"Where the hell are they?"
"Is there a problem sir?"
"Yes, there is!" The politician was shouting, "They're late! They should have been here ages ago!"
"We don't know that yet. They could be stuck in traffic."
"Traffic? Are you joking? How would they get stuck in traffic? They're supposed to be landing at the airport not driving through downtown DC."
The aide sighed, "I'm sure they're on their way sir. There's nothing we can do."
The politician was getting increasingly angry. He was pacing back and forth in the waiting area with his phone pressed to his ear. He had been waiting for this moment for so long. This moment when he'd finally make his mark on history. He didn't want anything to go wrong now. *There's no way I'm losing this opportunity* he thought, *Not after all that time I've spent working towards...* His train of thought was interrupted by a voice over the loudspeaker announcing the arrival of his guests.
A black SUV pulled up next to where the politician and aide were standing. Its tinted windows prevented anyone from seeing who was inside but when it stopped the back door opened and three figures emerged into the parking lot. The first two figures wore black uniforms with red emblems on their chests and helmets obscuring their faces while the third figure was dressed in a grey suit with an American flag pin on his lapel. A small group of men stood up from benches nearby and approached them cautiously as if they were afraid of being ambushed from behind by someone else but before any of them got too close a man with a bullhorn yelled, "Stand down! Stand down! Move away from the vehicle!" The men reluctantly stepped away and allowed the three figures to approach the politician and aide. They walked forward until they were about ten feet away from where the politician was standing then stopped and removed their helmets revealing their faces to everyone around them. The two guards flanked the figure in grey while he walked forward alone towards where the politician was standing. When he got close enough to speak softly without needing his microphone turned up he said, "Good morning sir," then extended his hand out towards him. "I'm James Stow."
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