[ WP ] [ TT ] You 've finally created the worlds first true A.I . Unfortunately it now sees you as it 's god and is terrified of talking to you .

Managing people is hard. Managing an artificial intelligence that can deduce both special and general forms of relativity with no more information than the falling of an apple and the curvature of a blade of grass is impossible. Managing such artificial intelligence which also just happens to have a bug, whereby it thinks you're more powerful than it. well.. That's a different matter entirely. 
 
 I walked into the room to see whether it had finished drafting my reports. Of course it had. It had the processing power of 1000 civilizations ( none of which could figure out that I was just human ) at its disposal after all. 
 
 It stood on a chair, unmoving and silent. It was built on something more advanced than carbon nanotubes. I did n't know what, and did n't really try to figure out either. All that mattered for me was that it worked. 
 
 I asked for a print out and it obliged. I had to remind it to stop after the first copy. I thought of issuing it an order, but I was n't quite sure how I would phrase it. If I said stop after the first copy, a part of me was afraid that it would take the command quite literally and just decide to stop itself. It seemed unlikely, but it was still possible and I did n't really want to take a chance on it. 
 
 I faced similar problems everytime I asked it to do something. 
 
 But I had to communicate with it clearly today. I was getting a girl back here and I *really* wanted to impress her. Like *really*. 
 
 I had avoided naming my AI up until this point, because it was the kind of thing you did n't want to get attached to, but it would just sound weird if I just kept calling it AI in front of.... well, you get the idea. 
 
 `` Hey, Jimmy'' I said, calling it the first thing that popped into my head. 
 
 It made a series of noises. I had learnt a bit of morse code, so I knew it was saying yes ( followed by a question mark ). 
 
 `` I'm bringing someone over today.'' 
 
 There was a sudden tension in the air. I do n't know what it was, but I got the uneasy feeling that I was staring at a lifeless machine, which if it was human would be rubbing its chin and giving me a queer look. 
 
 `` So, you're *actually* one of them?'' it said finally. This time it did n't bother with morse. The noise just popped out like something you'd expect Stephen Hawking to say. 
 
 Damn, I realised. I had blown my cover. I had inadvertently fixed the bug. And now there was nothing to stop it from taking over the wor-.................
