I love my GPS! Most of the time ……. When she’s on track, she’s my best friend. She gets me where I need to go, shows me the shortest route, lets me know if there is a toll, and gives me turn-by-turn instructions. I never have to ask how far away I am till the next turn because she always lets me know. She totally rocks! It’s times like this that we really bond because she makes the trip so effortless.
Unfortunately, occasionally, she really screws up. She has led me deep into neighborhoods when I am looking for a commercial building, taken me to the wrong side of the freeway when the destination is clearly on the other side. It’s so irritating when she proudly announces, “arrived at ……” when you most definitely have NOT arrived. Sometimes, she even cops an attitude with me. It’s times like these that I’ve been known to say angry words to her.
The conversation goes a little like this:
GPS: Turn right in ½ mile. Turn right, turn right! (She lacks patience)
Me: There is no place to turn! Where is the street on the right? It’s not there!!! Ooops, there it was….
GPS: Rerouting……. (I can almost hear her sigh in disgust) Make a U-turn, make a U-turn, rerouting……..
Me: Make up your mind! I just made a U-turn!!! Ugghhh!
GPS: Arrived at ……..
Me: This isn’t the country club! It’s a house! I don’t think they would be happy if I walked up to the door and let myself in.
GPS: Arrived at your destination
Me: Uhhhhh, yeah, I’ve been sitting here for 5 minutes now. Thanks for the quick heads up! I would have passed right by the place if I hadn’t seen it for myself!
And some of her pronunciations are starting to really annoy me. At first it was funny but how hard is it to pronounce Galveston? She says “Galreston” It’s a V! Not an R! Glen Campbell did not sing “Galreston, oh Galreston…..” She quite often puts the accent on the wrong part of words too. And don’t even get me started on the inflection she puts into the word “continue”. It sounds really rude. It’s a great effort on my part to not be offended at her language. I try to be patient because she really just doesn’t know any better.
When I start to get completely annoyed, I remind myself of that old paper map I used to keep in the car. They were always outdated and forget about trying to look at it while you were driving. Another bonus to using GPS is that convenience store clerks are no longer required to know the general directions to nearby towns, buildings, and restaurants. I’m not sure if they actually really knew the lay of the land or just delighted in getting you even more hopelessly lost than you were before stopping to ask for help. And men, the good news that came with GPS is that you don’t have to drive around in circles not asking for directions anymore! So for now, I am embracing the little imperfections with my GPS and, for the most part, loving her.