The real test of Siri is to leave the thing on your pillow over night and then ask your question (without the “Why”).
This is a test.
Regards,
El Viejo
;)
Anyone who’s had to sit at the genius bar and wait knows that it is cranky inducing!
Just the visual image of me sidling up to the Genius Bar and asking “why am I so cranky” made me laugh so hard, I’d fall off of one of those ohsostylish Genius Bar stools.
Chiquitita,
I am the bartender at the Genius Bar. Just ask.
Regards,
El Burlero
EF is on to something… If they actually served Margaritas at the GeniusBar, I’d be willing to wait… *on the rocks-no salt*
:)
You’re right.
GeniusTender? Same as Nat, please.
Suddenly I feel less cranky.
Chica,
I think Siri reverts to Eliza when asked these kind of questions.
Chiquitita (who’s approaching Viejitude),
The real test of Siri is to leave the thing on your pillow over night and then ask your question (without the “Why”).
This is a test.
Regards,
El Viejo
;)
Anyone who’s had to sit at the genius bar and wait knows that it is cranky inducing!
Just the visual image of me sidling up to the Genius Bar and asking “why am I so cranky” made me laugh so hard, I’d fall off of one of those ohsostylish Genius Bar stools.
Chiquitita,
I am the bartender at the Genius Bar. Just ask.
Regards,
El Burlero
EF is on to something… If they actually served Margaritas at the GeniusBar, I’d be willing to wait… *on the rocks-no salt*
:)
You’re right.
GeniusTender? Same as Nat, please.
Suddenly I feel less cranky.
Chica,
I think Siri reverts to Eliza when asked these kind of questions.
http://www.st-minutiae.com/humor/eliza.html
Regards,
El Burlero
Ephraim – I looked at that link. You are right, Siri and Eliza must be sisters!
Chiquita,
They’re not sisters but they’re still joined at the hip.
They, too, used to have margies, rocks, no salt but I’ve finally convinced them to go to my special margie, slushy, salt.
They love them. Next time I see you and Nat again I’ll make you both one on the house.
Regards,
E = mc2
PS. I have my diploma as a PhT (Doctor of Thinkology) hanging behind the bar.