I love it when Google transcribes my requests for Peter to pick things up at the store on his way home from work as completely garbled messages. It makes me happy. The first is a request for milk and cheese. The second is a request for heavy whipping cream and milk. Apparently we run out of milk a lot. And I'm pretty sure Google thinks I don't have enough pet names for Peter since it always picks a random one even though I always call him Peter.
"Hey J, It's Andrea, I was wondering if you could get some more computers on your resume sent. If that's okay. Me. Thanks buddy bye."
"Hey sweetie. It's Andrea, can you stop. Thank you, have a place that would be great and I don't know if any reason. I'd appreciate it. Thanks. Love you bye."
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Wow! That is hilarious, and completely useless.
That's funny. My sisters van has a voice command. He husband doesn't like the woman's voice (I'm sure it's a macho thing) but the man's voice doesn't respond to her at all. She will say take me home and the van will say "calculating route to the store" I think it's hilarious because she is a bit of a bossy boss and so I secretly get a kick out of him not listening to her at all. (I can write this here because she will never see it, if it was on facebook I would have to change all the details so I wouldn't be in trouble, haha)
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