New technologies are radically changing our lives, often without our permission.
We entered the company for work not an elderly, but already gray at 40 years Sisadmin. And since the man is prominent - athletically complex, outwardly not bad for himself, and moderately talented, the clusters of unmarried women around him are constantly winding up. But without much success.

Looking at the whole month of these unsuccessful efforts, our young colleague said: Yes, you just can’t humble men! I need to leave for half an hour. After that, I went to prepare to shrink the strut with some fictional problem. Since we have an "open office" for 100 people, the workplace of Sisadmin is in the common hall and he is forced to be with us in the same room, only occasionally going to the server room or for lunch.

There was a scene, no, no. Scene: she comes out - bright makeup, stunning haircut, magnificent and stylish business dress, properly emphasizing her figure and the fourth number, in a word, the favorite of all sex woman. If printers could hang and air conditioners stopped whispering, they would definitely do it. So beautiful she was, which was confirmed by our leading manager who fell from the chair, trying to curl his neck looking at the new arrival of Tais of Athens. After passing through the entire office, she stopped in front of the sysadmin, waited for a pause and, waiting for the computer worker's silent, tired question, proclaimed the essence of her nonsense. Sysadmin quickly and skillfully solved the issue. Then he turned around and continued to look into his monitor.

It was indescribable. It was bold. It was impossible. A gorgeous girl has a solution to her problem and should just leave without getting an invitation to lunch or even a single compliment! No, not so, the girl decided firmly. And, quietly blinking with long eyelids, I voiced the following problem: I can distract you for a moment, on a personal question - my phone does not always work correctly "OK Google", you could not see what it is about.

Have you ever eaten a whole lemon? That’s exactly what happened on the face of the Ayatollah. “I do not advise you to use this service,” he said somewhat deafly. "Wow, stuck" - the lion of the office paparazzi, waiting for long explanations. And how smoothly, if not theatrically, she stretched out her hand with her phone in front of the computer worker: "Why don't you recommend?"
The fact is that Google stores in the history of requests not only the requests themselves, but also random recordings of voice events next to the phone.
“Hahah,” cried the hunter, “what can not be written there, but how to look at the story?
The computer in several touches went on the history of records, selected the random and pressed the playback. The office was filled with the bullshit of our conqueror’s voice, “Well, I’m tired... I don’t want it now, let’s go tomorrow.”

The computer stared compassionately at the girl. “That’s why I don’t advise.”