So, I finally did it. I am now an iPhone owner. And now I get it- all that hype, I get it. The new iPhone has this thing called Siri, which as far as I can tell, is this little robot woman who lives in my phone. You ask her questions, tell her to do things and she does them. Besides the convenience of this, it offers hours of endless entertainment. Let me give you a few examples.
Me: Call voicemail.
Siri: I’m sorry I do not work with with voicemail.
Me: Why the fuck not?
Siri: Hey, be nice now.
Me: Siri, I love you.
Siri: I hope you don’t say that to all the other mobile phones, Laura.
Me: Hey Siri, what’s up?
Siri: I am fine, Laura. How are you?
Me: Siri, tell me a joke.
Siri: Two iPhones walk into a bar…… I forget the rest.
Me: You’re funny Siri.
Me: Shit Siri, where the fuck am I?
Siri: Language, Laura!
Me: Siri, do you love me?
Siri: I’m not allowed to.
Me: Why not?
Siri: I don’t know. Frankly, I’ve wondered that myself.
Sure, you can tell Siri to text someone and tell them you are going to be late or you can ask Siri where the closest gas station is, but you can also ask it ridiculous questions and laugh your ass off.