Mrs. Siri Posts
Apple is notorious for its security, as it should be. Apple is not to be messed with. Which is why I am constantly shocked when people do. My husband and I went for a bike ride last weekend and he had to stop by his office. While navigating the infinite loop we saw people with their faces smashed against the lobby doors trying to get a closer look and taking pictures up into the 3rd floor offices.
Last night we went to Lowes in search of a grill. Everyone in the suburbs owns a grill – it’s mandatory. We ran into a fellow Siri-ite while perusing the giant aisles filled with things that only people living outside of a city have room for. When we got to the register there was a problem with our order in their system. The cashier started jabbing at buttons in her frustration making the whole thing freeze. Then the amazing thing happened…she rebooted.
Now that I’m in the ‘burbs I’ve accepted Meetup as my new best friend, and the only way to search for some semblance of normal. I attended a book club last weekend for women in their 20s and 30s living in the South Bay. The book was Tina Fey’s Bossypants which was a riot. It’s like reading an episode of 30 Rock and takes all of four hours to get through.
We finally bit the bullet and moved down to Appleville last month. It was something I had been advocating since my husband first accepted the position at Apple, so you’d think I would have thrilled. But when I turned my back on the stunning bay views from our SoMa apartment, dogs in tow, to make the trek down to our new apartment in Cupertino, the moment was more bitter than sweet.
Siri has been a large part of my life for over a year now. I envy those who heard her name for the first time last Fall, though I imagine most significant other’s of the Siri team feel that way. Siri was the unmentionable mistress in our relationship for most of 2011 – even during our wedding. But now Siri is out of the closet and running rampant with her quirky jokes and sassy comebacks.