From my room, I heard Dad talking to someone. I thought maybe my son had come by and I didn’t hear the door, but Dad’s voice was the only one I heard. Maybe he’s talking to one of the cats, I thought. It sounded like he was getting a bit irritated, though so I figured I’d best go investigate.

I’m in the kitchen now, stopped in my tracks because of what I am witnessing. Here’s how it went.

“Alyssa, turn off that alarm.”

“Dammit, Alyssa! Stop it!”

“Goddam….expletive, expletive!”

“Hey, Alyssa! STOP!”

I walked into the living room and said, “Alexa, stop.” The alarm stopped. Dad looked puzzled at first and then said as he laughed, “I was calling it Alyssa!” I said, “I know, Dad. It’s ok.” I couldn’t help but laugh as I left the room. He doesn’t know I heard him from the kitchen.

We’ve only had the Echo Dot since Christmas Eve; a gift from my son and daughter-in-law. I’m still getting the hang of things too, but I think Dad is going to need a little extra time.