Conversations with my GPS
Conversations with my GPS:
Me: So, which route is worst off?
GPS: Oh, honey, NO. Do not take a main highway at Friday rush. Let me take you down the back roads. Turn left... now right... now le-
Me: Wait. We're going right past the secondhand store. What I'm hearing is that you want me to go buy more scarves.
GPS: What? No! Turn left!
Me: I'm turning right.
GPS: Get back on the route! (It really did say that)
Me, three scarves and a cardigan later: So, what's the next little road?
GPS: Fuck it. Take the parkway, that'll be fastest.
Parkway: *is backed up*
Me: You lied to me, GPS.
GPS: BECAUSE I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.
Me: So, which route is worst off?
GPS: Oh, honey, NO. Do not take a main highway at Friday rush. Let me take you down the back roads. Turn left... now right... now le-
Me: Wait. We're going right past the secondhand store. What I'm hearing is that you want me to go buy more scarves.
GPS: What? No! Turn left!
Me: I'm turning right.
GPS: Get back on the route! (It really did say that)
Me, three scarves and a cardigan later: So, what's the next little road?
GPS: Fuck it. Take the parkway, that'll be fastest.
Parkway: *is backed up*
Me: You lied to me, GPS.
GPS: BECAUSE I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.