My personal mental image for AI agents is Mr Meeseeks.

Per Wikipedia:

> Meeseeks are a powder-blue-skinned species of humanoids (each of whom is named "Mr. Meeseeks") who are created to serve a single purpose which they will go to any length to fulfill. Each brought to life by a "Meeseeks Box", they typically live for no more than a few hours in a constant state of pain, vanishing upon completing their assigned task so as to end their own existence and thereby end their suffering; as such, the longer an individual Meeseeks remains alive, the more insane and unhinged they become.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mr._Meeseeks

I'm glad I'm not alone in this. It really starts to feel like this when the agent is rushing to get an answer and keeps shrinking the scope until it can resolve it quickly.

I don’t want to think about my growing collection of prompts that never got to fulfil their purpose.

Look at me!

That... seems too accurate.