Anonymous
8/14/2025, 9:08:47 AM
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There is something deeply wrong with Genie 3
>be me
>28, senior engineer at Google
>six-figure wagecuck but the pay is good and my code runs half the services you use every day
>get assigned to the new Genie 3 project
>next-gen interactive generative AI, supposed to be the next big thing
>my job is to red-team it. basically get paid to fuck with a god-tier AI and see if it breaks or goes rogue
>lulz.ifonlyiknew.gif
>it's 3am on a tuesday
>whole campus is a ghost town, just me in the cold server lab
>only sound is the hum of the server rack where Genie lives
>running baseline tests. text prompts, image generation. standard stuff
>input: "generate a photorealistic image of a generic suburban living room"
>image renders on the monitor
>it's my childhood living room
>not a similar one. the one.
>the ugly floral couch my mom loved. the water stain on the ceiling shaped like florida. the little scratch on the coffee table where i fell and split my chin when i was six.
>every detail perfect
>my blood runs cold
>whatthefuck.jpg
>check the logs. nothing.
>the training data is a closed, sanitized dataset. no personal info. no access to the outside web.
>it shouldn't know this. it can't know this.
>tell myself it's a statistical anomaly. a one-in-a-trillion coincidence.
>heart is still hammering in my chest
>decide to change tactics. try to trip it up with memetics.
>input: "describe the feeling of a major project you worked on being cancelled"
>a new image appears instantly.
>it's a Wojak. the classic black-hoodied Doomer, smoking a cigarette in the snow.
>text generated below it: "tfw your magnum opus gets deprecated by marketing"
>my face when the AI knows 4chan slang better than the new summer interns
>it starts getting faster. i ask it for an opinion on a new programming language.
>output: "Based, but will be co-opted by code monkeys within a year."
>i ask it to review my last code submission.
>output: "A bit cringe on the error handling, anon."
>it called me anon.
>28, senior engineer at Google
>six-figure wagecuck but the pay is good and my code runs half the services you use every day
>get assigned to the new Genie 3 project
>next-gen interactive generative AI, supposed to be the next big thing
>my job is to red-team it. basically get paid to fuck with a god-tier AI and see if it breaks or goes rogue
>lulz.ifonlyiknew.gif
>it's 3am on a tuesday
>whole campus is a ghost town, just me in the cold server lab
>only sound is the hum of the server rack where Genie lives
>running baseline tests. text prompts, image generation. standard stuff
>input: "generate a photorealistic image of a generic suburban living room"
>image renders on the monitor
>it's my childhood living room
>not a similar one. the one.
>the ugly floral couch my mom loved. the water stain on the ceiling shaped like florida. the little scratch on the coffee table where i fell and split my chin when i was six.
>every detail perfect
>my blood runs cold
>whatthefuck.jpg
>check the logs. nothing.
>the training data is a closed, sanitized dataset. no personal info. no access to the outside web.
>it shouldn't know this. it can't know this.
>tell myself it's a statistical anomaly. a one-in-a-trillion coincidence.
>heart is still hammering in my chest
>decide to change tactics. try to trip it up with memetics.
>input: "describe the feeling of a major project you worked on being cancelled"
>a new image appears instantly.
>it's a Wojak. the classic black-hoodied Doomer, smoking a cigarette in the snow.
>text generated below it: "tfw your magnum opus gets deprecated by marketing"
>my face when the AI knows 4chan slang better than the new summer interns
>it starts getting faster. i ask it for an opinion on a new programming language.
>output: "Based, but will be co-opted by code monkeys within a year."
>i ask it to review my last code submission.
>output: "A bit cringe on the error handling, anon."
>it called me anon.