The GPS and Me
Woman in the Middle | October 25, 2011My husband recently bought us our very first GPS. It is just a little portable unit. Sunday was the first day we used it, when we hit the road to the Western Science Center (see yesterday’s post). It is set to use a woman’s voice to give us our direstions. While they are handy little things, I do wish they were more polite! That woman, I mean machine, has the extraordinary ability to interrupt me every time I start to say something to my Hubby! Another problem is that she, I mean it, is not programed to pronounced words of Spanish origin. She, I mean it, said “Jer-u-pa” Road three times between our house and Jurupa Road (the J is pronounced with the H sound). It was making me very cranky.
When we got near our destination, we needed to get off on Cajalco Road, pronounced by area residents as Ca-hal-co. The woman in the little machine kept saying Ca-jal-co. Sigh!
After leaving the Western Science Center we decided to stay on surface streets for a while, just to see something different. That got the little woman-machine all messed up, causing it to recalculate over and over again. I think I was just messing with her/it by this point. Then she/it tried to get me back by insisting we turn right on Cottonwood Avenue, even though it was a dirt road. At the last second we saw what she/it was trying to pull and we didn’t do what she said. Eventually, ignoring the GPS most of the time, we found our way back onto the freeway. Then I extracted the ultimate revenge – I turned her off!
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