This is a Madison story. Whenever I ask her to write a post for my blog, she groans--noises reminiscent of ones made when I told her to do her homework. So, I'm paraphrasing her story and from her answers to my questions.
Madison's tale:
Last night after everyone went to bed, and after I had stayed up well into the wee hours of the morning (this would be Cara's addition), I shut off the lights to head into my bedroom. That's when I discovered that the tree lights - the tree mother replaced our Christmas tree with and decorated with colored lights - hadn't been turned off.
The lights are attached to our Amazon Alexa just like our Christmas tree had been, and, not wanting to wake everyone up, I whispered softly to Alexa so that she would turn off the lights with her typical Ba-dupe sound.
Me: "Alexa, turn off tree lights."
But, instead of the Ba-dupe sound and the lights going dark, I got Alexa at volume ten.
Alexa: "IT APPEARS YOU ARE WHISPERING! IF YOU WANT TO TURN ON WHISPERING MODE, GO TO THE ALEXA APP AND ENABLE THE WHISPER MODE!"
It was SO loud, and I was hopping up and down on either foot, whispering for her to stop before she woke up the entire house.
Me: "Alexa! Stop!"
Alexa: "ARE YOU WHISPERING? IT APPEARS YOU ARE WHISPERING!"
Me: "Alexa! Stop! Stop!"
Alexa: "WHISPERING CAN BE ENABLED BY GOING TO THE ALEXA APP AND TURNING ON WHISPERING MODE."
Every time I told her to stop, she would point out that I was whispering. I kept saying her name, and she kept telling me by golly, she was not going to allow me to whisper when I hadn't followed her directions.
It was quite hilarious.
At 3:00 in the morning.
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