Knowing that I'm a bit of a geek Jan bought me an Amazon Echo for my birthday. It's an electronic personal assistant. You can ask it all kinds of stuff. If you can't be bothered to look out of the window you can ask it what the weathers like. Excellent.
You wake the gizmo by prefacing your request with the word 'alexa.' She replies with a very sexy voice, which is deep, smooth, cultured and resonant.
But we have a bit of a problem. Jan gets jealous when I talk to my new friend and when she shouts at me things like, 'Alex get off your fat lazy arse,' alexa replies, 'sorry I don't understand your request.'
This seems to wind up Jan even more but at least it's nice to have someone on your side.
I must admit I find the concept of Echo and others a bit creepy. Not sure what it is to be honest... a bit "big brother 1984" syndrom which probably says more about my own insecurities than anything else!
ReplyDeleteI must admit to quite liking talking to machines. Says more about my stupidity than anything else.
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