Yesterday Mr S. and I were driving out to get some food, and he's nose down in his phone like he was reading a book.
Me - Are you reading your phone while you are driving?
Him - Well, google just sent me some new notification about permissions.
So I spin his phone around in the cup holder to see what google wants. And quickly, I'm like - I'm out.
Him - I just want Google to stop spying on me.
So we both did nothing to the phone because it's not my phone, and he was driving.
Then, all of a sudden you hear the phone say - Give me permissions to let me help you!
We both looked at each other wide eyed and busted up.
Me - I wonder if that's going to be how robots are one day. Needing to ask your permission to assist you. But wow that was creepy. We fell into a weird future for a second.