Chatbots!
The timing of learning about chatbots is impeccable! In my job I reach out to Financial Advisors to discuss annuity products. For one particular client that I have my list of Financial Advisors to contact is painfully short so they are contacted more frequently than I'd like and I'm sure they would like as well. Last week, before knowing about this assignment, I decided to try using ChatGPT to draft an email template to something different than what I normally use. I wanted my email template to say the same thing but in a way that those I'm contacting do not already have memorized. So, I asked ChatGPT to write a different version of an email template that I use by inserting the text from my email. What I like about ChatGPT is that after it drafted a new email template it offered other suggestions to try such as creating a more formal or casual template. I responded that I would like the email to be more formal.
Again, an email template was created and another prompt given asking if I'd like the email to be tailored to a specific industry.
Another fun activity I tried was creating lyrics for a song. This time I used more description to create a song. I asked Gemeni to create the following: Create a hip hop song about a 41 year old mother with 5 children who decides to return to do a masters program in human resource development for idaho state university. The following fun lyrics were generated. Enjoy!
(Verse 1) Forty-one years have spun their thread, five little hearts I've nurtured, fed. From scraped knees to bedtime tales, my world revolved within these walls. But a whisper stirred, a quiet hum, a chapter closed, a new to come. Idaho State, a distant gleam, a long-forgotten, hopeful dream.
(Chorus) So I'm packing backpacks, not just for school, but for a journey, breaking every rule They thought I'd settled, planted deep, but a dormant seed begins to leap. Human Resource, the path I've spied, to build and nurture, with knowledge as my guide. A master's calling, clear and strong, for this mama, it can't be wrong.
(Verse 2) The applications, late at night, between the laundry and the morning light. Essays wrestled, references sought, a different kind of battle fought. The acceptance letter, thin and white, a beacon burning ever bright. Excitement mixed with nervous fear, can I balance this, year after year?
(Chorus) So I'm packing backpacks, not just for school, but for a journey, breaking every rule They thought I'd settled, planted deep, but a dormant seed begins to leap. Human Resource, the path I've spied, to build and nurture, with knowledge as my guide. A master's calling, clear and strong, for this mama, it can't be wrong.
(Bridge) The lectures hum, the theories flow, a world of learning starts to grow. Case studies and group debates, juggling deadlines, sealing fates Of projects looming, papers due, alongside homework, old and new. The kids cheer on, with sticky hands, "Go Mom, you've got this!" they understand.
(Chorus) So I'm packing backpacks, not just for school, but for a journey, breaking every rule They thought I'd settled, planted deep, but a dormant seed begins to leap. Human Resource, the path I've spied, to build and nurture, with knowledge as my guide. A master's calling, clear and strong, for this mama, it can't be wrong.
(Outro) Idaho State, my second start, a fire ignited in my heart. Forty-one and feeling bold, a new story waiting to unfold. For me and my five, a lesson learned, that dreams can wait, but still return. A Bengal roar, a future bright, a mama shining her own light.
OpenAi. (2025). ChatGPT (Apr 30 version) [Large Language Model]. https://chatgpt.com/
OpenAi. (2025). Gemini (Apr 30 version) https://gemini.google.com/
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