I don’t understand

by statia on May 26, 2011

So, when we got this space car, I was so overwhelmed with all of the buttons and navigations and technology.  It was actually a sensory clusterfuck for me to figure the car out.  The salesman went over everything with me, as my eyes glazed over like an original Krispy Kreme.

Now that we’ve had the car for a few months, I can basically navigate everything without looking, and I’ve entered the world of voice command.  It comes in handy when I’m driving and the car refuses to let me scroll through my phonebook while I’m driving, something about safe driving, blah blah blah.

The first time I started using voice command, I just started spouting random shit out, like torrets:  ”SHIT.ASS.MOTHERFUCKER.RESTAURANTS!”  ”CALL MOM!”  I got to the  phone menu, and noticed this option:

And I want to know, in this day and age, when our brains are practically rotted away with things like address books, facebook and angry birds, who the hell actually remembers phone numbers anymore?  Better yet, who actually has time to rattle off 7-11 digits?  That could take upwards of a whole minute, and that’s time I could be spending scrolling XM, bossing my system around.

{ 4 comments }

robyn May 29, 2011 at 9:28 pm

This made me so happy that in all the changes in our lives over the past decade, one thing still remains constant – we both still hate mini vans.

Todd was sooooo sure that the one of the two times we rented them for cross-country trips in ’09 and this past January, I would finally see the (dashboard) light and decide it really wasn’t so bad after all. It was worse. I wouldn’t even allow myself to be photographed in or near it. I’m a mini van snob. And I’m totally ok with that.

Wombat Central June 11, 2011 at 11:47 am

I can’t return my one girlfriend’s calls unless I’m on a phone where her number is programmed in (I have a couple at home that are very old school and you have to {gasp} REMEMBER numbers to dial them). Brain rot, indeed.

Your car is totally rad.

Jennifer June June 12, 2011 at 12:05 pm

I don’t even know my own phone number anymore. what’s all this thinking nonsense about anyway?

Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo June 14, 2011 at 3:06 am

I want a car that knows when I say SHIT.ASS.MOTHERFUCKER I mean my mother.

That would be awesome.

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