The words floated above the roar of the diesel engine and settled in the tractor cab.
“Siri.” In MacGyver’s best ‘I want something from you voice’, he asked the iPhone 5, “Call me Master.”
“There is no word match,” Siri deadpanned.
“I gotta get one woman in my life to call me that,” said MacGyver whose harem now includes Black Beauty, Bellina, Siri and Moi. “And it ain’t gonna be you.”
Siri is an Apple application, introduced with the last iPhone update, 4S, known as the intelligent personal assistant. Talk to her and she takes care of chores, such as updating your schedule, sending reminders and answering dumb questions.
MacGyver pulled off a “Best Of” this morning. He has been promising me for months that while I had to wait, I “would be the first to have Apple’s iPhone 5. Just like I’ve given you my No Bag Lady guarantee.”
Last week, the first day the phone became available he set his alarm for five o’clock in the morning, ordering the phone while I slept beside him. It arrived in Florida yesterday where he arranged to have it immediately transferred to a FedEx pack and overnighted to Omaha, Nebraska, on our current routing, which amazingly has a 24 hour location to pick up packages.
He checked the iPad and found that the Target across the street had a loading bay. I drove in, he hopped out and ran across the street, returning in less than two minutes.
Voila iPhone 5.
“I’ll be in the IT department setting this up,” he said as he crawled into the sleeper berth and I put Black Beauty into drive.
The first phone call was to Verizon to activate the service, which will cost us an astronomical $180 a month BEFORE taxes and ‘other surcharges and fees’ for unlimited texts, shared data between two phones and a WiFi card.
But it was the $30 “discounted” upgrade charge that miffed him. Verizon noted online on our account that our current Samsung phones qualify us for a ‘discounted’ upgrade.
Phone upgrades, were, once upon a time not long ago, FREE, every two years with a two-year contract. Now customers get a discounted upgrade with a two-year contract PLUS a $30 fee.
“When did Verizon become an airline?” MacGyver asked Phone Sales guy.
“Nickel and diming customers, charging us for every little thing, pillows, blankets, water, baggage.”
I didn’t need to hear the other side to know that Phone Guy was frantically looking for the script for Customer Miffed at Discounted Upgrade Charge and it was a bunch of corporate wah, wah, wah!
MacGyver finally sweet talked Siri.
“You know what she said to me. ‘Yes, I will call you Master. It’s a little grandiose isn’t it.’ She talks back more than you do,” he said.
Officially, I’m a modern woman. The camera quality is superb. I’m hoping it will enable (inspire) MacGyver to take more photos for my blog.
Alas there is no photo with this post.