I asked for a receipt. My horse wrote a soliloquy.
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'Write a receipt for 3 apples.' My horse produced: 'Hark! Three apples of finest crimson, purchased for a princely sum of five shillings. Verily, the merchant doth declare this transaction most noble.' Sir, this is a grocery store. Not a Shakespeare play.
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My horse thinks 'write' means 'write beautifully'. It heard 'receipt' and decided the most important thing was style, not accuracy. It is an artiste who happens to work at a grocery store.
I told it: 'Plain text. Format: item, quantity, price, total. No poetry.' It looked sad but complied.
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