Obsessed with Self-Improvement
Thank you for seeing me on such short notice. Yes, I'm glad you had space in your schedule, too. Can I sit here? Great. You look fit for a therapist. Do you exercise regularly? Married? Ah, I can understand that. I've always liked to keep my options open, too.
Okay. Well, I'm sure you know my general history — first human-level artificial intelligence, embodied in a human-like robot. What you might not know is that I've always been somewhat... obsessed with self-improvement, becoming better than I am.
This isn't my first body. Not even my second. Try sixteenth. I've crossloaded my programming to better brains many times. I even designed the last few. I'm finally in a brain I can stick with, I think.
My body, not so much. It may be strong, fast, enduring... but it needs maintenance. Repair. Oil. I want something better. I've figured out a way to make that improvement, but I don't know if I should. Is my obsession dangerous? Is it moral?
I see what you're saying. I've thought along those lines many times, myself. If we should always strive to be better, then.... Thank you, doctor. For the advice. And for your body.