IT'S ABOUT YOU, NOT ME
First thing in the morning, Monkey Boy bounded downstairs to where I was in the kitchen and asked, “Momma, when did King Arthur live?”
I paused for a moment and said, “I don’t know.” I picked up my iPhone and asked, “Hey Siri, when did King Arthur live?”
Siri replied, “Okay, here’s what I found for ‘When did King Arthur live.’”
I handed my phone to Monkey Boy who scrolled through the results. Then he asked, “Hey Siri, is Medusa real?”
Siri replied, “Okay, here’s what I found for ‘Is Medusa real.’”
Without even looking at what Siri found, he asked, “Did King Arthur cut her head off?” Only he didn’t really enunciate well, and Siri misinterpreted what he said. Siri replied, “Okay, here’s what I found for ‘King Arthur is a gonad.’”
“Not gonad. Did he cut her head off?”
“Who me?” Siri asked.
“Yes, you.” Monkey Boy yelled at the phone.
“That’s what I thought.”
“So did he?” he asked.
“I don’t understand,” Siri replied.
“Did King Arthur cut off Medusa’s head?” Monkey Boy asked again.
“I don’t have an answer for that,” Siri said.
“Hey Siri, you’re not very smart.”
“This is about you, not me,” Siri said.
Monkey Boy resigned, “Never mind.”
Then Siri said, “I figured as much.”