So when I saw Amazon's second-generation Echo Dot advertised, I pre-ordered it right away.
It arrived in the mail this week -- and I set it up last night as a replacement for my bedside clock/radio.
I set the alarm for 8 a.m., half-thinking I'd be well awake before then. However, it was a cold and rainy Saturday, and the alarm jarred me awake with a pulsing sound.
"Stop, Alexa, stop!" I cried, scaring my wife sleeping beside me, by calling out the name of the device's voice-activated trigger.
Alexa didn't respond right away, so I turned the light on to try to find the button to turn her off. "Stop, Alexa," I said again, and the alarm turned off.
My wife took things in stride:
"It's lucky the kids are grown. Imagine if they were in their bedrooms and heard you call out, 'Stop, Alexa, stop!'"
With that, the pulsing alarm sounded again, and I quickly pushed the button to turn it off.
"You know," my wife concluded. "You and Alexa really need to decide on a safe word."
Romantic sarcasm at short notice is my wife's specialty.
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