I have to give you a little background first. My husband has been reluctant to get a smart phone. In fact, he lovingly calls his phone a "dumb phone." He can't imagine typing in a little small space on the screen of a smart phone. He's not really technologically saavy. Jim's life resides in a B&W marbled composition book! You know the ones .... the OLD-fashioned kind!
Well, during the time we were at the Washington Bead Society Bead Bazaar, Jim couldn't find his phone. The lady next to us on the exhibition floor had an iPhone. By the time we left there, Jim was primed. When we got home, however, he found his phone in the refrigerator! This is how our lives are. It's not pretty, but it is true!
So, Jim ordered his iPhone. It came in two days ago. Last night we decided to test it out. First let me say that Jim has not "typed" a single thing into the phone. If I were the jealous type, I'd be upset with Jim's relationship with Siri. But, alas, after nearly 40 years of marriage I'm pretty secure in my relationship. If he hasn't figured out how to escape by now, he's not goin' anywhere!
Last night our relationship with Siri escalated to a new level. My son, David, speaks into the phone, "Siri, I'm drunk." She replies, "There are several meetings near your location." OMG! We're laughing hysterically! He says, "Siri, I'd like a prostitute." She replies, "There is an escort service 3.6 miles from your location." It gets better ... David says, "Siri, I think you're beautiful." She says, "I bet you say that to all the virtual assistants." By then, we were laughing so hard we were crying. Of course you have to consider that we had been imbibing earlier in the evening and we were with friends of 35 years, so things became doubly funny. I have to tell you, though, with a clear mind this morning, I still think it's pretty damned funny!
Have a great day everyone!