I was complaining to my husband about my wrinkles. We had just left our daughter’s graduation and I was scrolling through the photos as we drove south on I-95. “I’m definitely a candidate for plastic surgery” I sighed, “I’d better start saving for it now.”
We arrive at our hotel that evening..
I plug in my lap-top and this is the pop-up ad I’m greeted with:
This is not the first time a pop-up has appeared that eerily coincides with a conversation I recently had.
Anyone else suspect their phone is actively listening to them?