 
    
   
  
    I asked ChatGPT to format lyrics for a karaoke project.
    It said, “Done.”
    I opened the file.
    It said: Hamilton, Ontario.
    Except that wasn’t in the song.
    Except no one ever wrote that.
    Except I live there — and the bot hallucinated my geography into my music.
    I asked it again. It doubled down. I corrected it. It insisted. I corrected it. It insisted. I corrected it. It apologized and sent a new version.
    The same mistake was still there.
  
System Waste Report:
Projected Scale:
  If 1% of ChatGPT’s users hallucinated their city into a song today:
    When AI guesses wrong, it’s not cute.
    It’s costly.
    Day 2.
    Even the lyrics lie now.