Overheard at The Bean: The Cloud
My husband and I have an agreement. He’s allowed to be right whenever I’m wrong.
I asked my grandson to fix my computer. He asked if I’d tried turning it off and on again. I asked if he’d tried showing some respect.
My phone has a feature called “Do Not Disturb.” My wife has the same setting. Hers came first.
I finally figured out the cloud. It’s just somebody else’s computer with my photos on it.
I told Siri I was lonely. She suggested I download more apps.
The grandkids set up something called a smart home. Now my house is smarter than I am, and it’s smug about it.
I don’t need a Fitbit to tell me I didn’t move enough today. I have knees.
My password has to have a capital letter, a number, a symbol, and the blood of a goat. I just want to check my email.
I asked the Google what time it was. It told me. I’m still not sure how I feel about that.