Well, beloved readers, once again I have humiliated (as opposed to “humidified”—ahem! Please take note, phone) myself technologically.
You see, I did something I never do and ordered the new iphone as soon as it came out. I did this because the old iphone had become a bane, a bane, I tell you in my existence. Not only had it refused to learn any new words (resulting in many, many inappropriate uses of the word “duck”), but it somehow embedded a signature file in my outgoing texts, so that every message I sent ended in the word “bubbles.”
The AT&T people were quite inappropriately amused.
So I figured that if I was too incompetent to work my present phone, the obvious solution was to get a new and more advanced phone. Because that one would have to be easier to use, right?
Stop laughing right now!
Anyway, after my phone came, and I got most of the things working, I sent several successful, error-free texts. Then I played with Siri, and discovered that if you say, “Hey Siri” at it, she will follow commands like sending texts or opening facebook.
“I like this Siri!” said I to myself. “She is like the computer on Star Trek! And she’s even willing to call me, ‘Timelord’!” And I thought my days of being a darned embarrassment to my family were all in the past.