My daughter gave me an Amazon Alexa and SmartPlug for Christmas. I have only now figured out how to set up the SmartPlug.
I know! I am hopelessly, technologically stunted.
Now, I can turn on my bedside lamp with my smartphone and by simply asking Alexa for light.
My son, Kyle, doesn’t like that I talk to Alexa and that she answers. He’s a little creeped out by our conversations. It doesn’t help that she sometimes spontaneously spouts off without me prompting her.
(See, I speak of her like she’s human… don’t let her know I have doubts. If I could, I’d change her name to Hal.)
Kyle knows I’ve got the voice commands working and now, as retribution for harboring the alien device, he will turn off my lamp while I’m using it just to antagonize me.
I’m writing this in the dark.
The Games have begun…
“Only you can control your future.” Dr. Seuss
This week’s word is:
What to do:
Using “control” for inspiration, write 100 Words – 100 exactly – no more, no less. You can either use the word – or any form of the word – as one of your 100, or it can be implied. Include a link in your post back here, and add your story to the Mister Linky list. If you don’t have a blog, you can leave your submission in the comment section, or as a Facebook status post. Remember to keep spreading the love with supportive comments for your fellow Wordsters.