Oh my gawd!
I literally just had a two minute argument with my Amazon Alexa device, I kid you not! So, if you happened to be passing by and saw an animated Stephan with arms flailing and spittle a fly'n, that's what was going down -
I recently acquiesced and upgraded my Amazon devices to Alexa+
"Alexa+ is Amazon's next-generation, generative AI-powered voice assistant, designed to be far more conversational, proactive, and capable than the original Alexa, handling complex tasks, managing smart homes, understanding context, and offering personalized suggestions."
I've not spent too much time with her since the upgrade other than the typical requests I ask, e.g. "what's the temperature outside?", "how do you spell acquiessed?", "turn on the bedroom light.", "what was the score of the Boston Bruins game last night?", "set an alarm for 5:00AM", etc., but will tell you that she is still "learning" according to our argument this AM and is slower at waking and responding than her predecessor and this is frustrating.
So, I gave her the "what for" and instructed her to respond quicker in the future. We'll see if that carries any weight or if I just pissed her off, alas.
Here's what happened first thing this morning and what lead to our argument -
At 5:00AMish I was awakened to the oh-so-familiar sound of Ms. Trixie "heaving". So, I shot up out of bed, a tad still half asleep, and yelled, "Alexa turn on the bedroom light!" but nothing happened! No light turned on, seems she was "processing", that bitch! In the urgency, I screamed the command again and after a couple seconds pause the light came on, which was an eternity at that point and the difference between cleaning vomit from the bedroom carpet versus the bathroom floor.
In the couple of seconds it took for the light to come on I noticed two things; 1 - where Trixie was in the room and 2 - even in the darkness, I could see my breath! Man-o-man the homeowner is a miser and needs to turn up the heat, BRR 🥶
Good news, I was able to scoop up Ms. Trixie, rush her to the bathroom AND believe it or not, I held her over the toilet bowl where she completed her vial trajectory vomiting! The only clean up required was a tissue paper dabbing around Trixie's mouth.
NOT the preferred way of waking up that's for sure!
Well, I'm wide awake now...