I’ve fallen in love with “Ok Google”. Or, at least, I fell in love with her. A while back.
She was so useful, she would let me control every aspect of my phone with my voice throughout the day.
“Okay Google, take me to that Walmart on east Hampden.”
“Okay, I will navigate you to 9400 E. Hampden Denver, CO”
“Okay Google, play Pandora please”
“Opening Pandora for you”
“Okay Google, why is Colorado the centennial state?”
“According to Wikipedia….”
This list can go on forever. She gave me addresses, she answered questions for my children, she kept my attention on the road while I found Fight Song to play through YouTube.
Even better? At the end of my day I could easily record my mileage that my company so generously compensates me for.
“Okay Google, note to self, I drove 39 miles today”
“Sure, saving that note for you.”
She worked for me like a well oiled machine. Flawlessly. Until a couple weeks ago.
My theory is that she’s been listening to my children (the real ones that DON’T operate like a well oiled machine).
“Okay Google, play pandora”
“I don’t know how to do that.”
“What? You knew yesterday…”
“Okay Google, note to self”
“You don’t have a note program I can use”
“YES I DO, YOU USED IT YESTERDAY!!!!”
“I’m not sure how to help you with that.”
Then, she straight up ignores me. I’m not computing and I have to go in and retrain her to my voice.
If only I could retrain my actual children to my voice…
So there you go. Josh has been asking for another child, and I keep saying no because I already have one. Her name is Google and she’s my fifth child.