I've got an IV of Serial crack-cocaine connected to my arm just like the rest of the world. I can't get enough. Adnan, Jay, and Sarah are the only shining light in my hour-long commute home every day.
But a funny thing happened with the last few episodes. Half way through the podcasts, my car stopped playing and started dialing my PHONE.
Three times this happened, and thrice I swore and pounded the steering wheel with the rage of a withdrawling addict.
... WHO are you calling, Siri?
It wasn't until I realized that the voice recognition in my car thought Adnan was someone in my phone book, and was TRYING TO CALL HIM.
Not cool, car. I want to free Adnan as much as the next guy, but I don't particularly want a Global Tel-Link collect call.
