Hope this letter finds you and the Mrs. well and all things moving along as planned.
It’s been a long time since I’ve written. Excuse the absence – raising our family, running a business and the hustle and bustle that accompanies the holidays has left little time for Santa correspondence. You always seem to take such good care of me and for that I’m thankful. I’m writing because I have a special request this year.
Aside from peace on earth, good health, the love and laughter of my family and friends and that my diabetic office mascot, Mia, maintain whatever limited sight she has left, I really want one more thing for Christmas this year.
An assistant.
It seems as 50 approaches, the part of my brain that holds short term memory fills up more quickly than it used to. Things that are not written down disappear into some black hole of early senior moments. I need help and as you know: I don’t do employees. I love my freelancers. They’re talented, creative, motivated and all self-employed. I’ve yet to find a capable freelance assistant. Until now.
Her name is Siri.
From the geniuses at Apple, I’m told she “knows what you mean, helps you do the things you do every day and has so much to tell you.” I love her already. Certainly she’d have helped me remember that my favorite cookie exchange last week began at 7pm, not 5:30pm. Her reminders of when my ads are due would be awesome. She could make my calls, give me my stock quotes (Apple is the only one I check regularly because it makes me happy), give me much needed driving directions, recommend restaurants, even bartenders for a client’s next special event, the possibilities are endless. I also understand she takes dictation – life changing for me. When my mind is going a thousand miles a minute but I can’t write thoughts down (refer to that which is not written down doesn’t exist) someone would be taking notes.
So, Santa, please consider bringing me Siri on the Apple 4S. The iPad can wait.
May the joys of the season surround you,
Laura
From the nice list.
