A few days ago Jon and I were talking about me needing a GPS. He was for it, I am against. My argument is that I have gone through 10+ years of driving without ever using one (the few times in Switzerland don't count--> not my car, and the road signs are in German). Any time I've needed directions I simply ask, look them up on Google Maps/Mapquest, or even {gasp!} use an actual map. I'm pretty committed to these methods.
Of course as my life would have it, the very next day I had an interview at a fancy schmancy prep school. I did what I always do and got my directions off Google Maps and headed out in my cute teacher outfit feeling fairly confident. And then I got lost. But luckily I was able to find my way after only a few short minutes! And then I got lost again. Well, I guess not "lost", I mean I knew where I ended up--> on the 10-mile bridge to St. Petersburg. That's right, bridge. As in no exits or U-turns.
When I finally arrived on the other side I did a quick turn-around and sped back to Tampa. By this point I am in a near panic that I'm going to be late for this interview. I guess the stress about being late, my cursing the Google Maps directions, and karma for cutting someone off all combined to teach me a lesson because just as I started to find my way again... Oh yes, I got lost a third time. Now I found myself at the airport. The airport! Where you can't go faster than 30 and you have to circle around the entire thing to find the exit.
Long story short, I called the school and explained my situation and was asked to call again after the holidays to reschedule. I headed home totally defeated with the GPS conversation running through my head. Irony at its best.
I never found the school.
Dude! What are the odds?? Bridge and Airpot?! I am the same way, I never use GPS. You've made me rethink that though lol
ReplyDeleteI HATE GPS!!!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously. After one instructed my up and OFF ramp in Switzerland (my first week with three screaming children in the back) and then led us to a bar instead of a bowling alley--I hate them. And one in TUrkey took us on a one hour detour through the hills of Turkey. The only one I sort of like is teh Garmin. That thing is the shit. It took us from Ohio to Hilton Head, so that was nice. But I mostly hate them.
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