Car: "In. 500 meters. Turn right... Now. Turn right."
Me: "Okay."
Car: "Proceed along this highway for. 2 kilometers. Then. Turn right at next exit."
...
Car: "Good dog. In. 200 meters. Turn right."
Me: "Did... no. Wait, did my car just call me a dog? Naw, must be hearing things."
Car: "Now. Turn right. Onto. Highway 407."
Me: "What?!? No, I don't want to take the 407, it's a toll road. Forget that."
Car: "Now. Turn right."
Me: "No."
Car: "What. The heck. Are you doing. I said. Turn right."
Me: "No. And say, since when do you call the shots around here? YOU take orders from ME, got it? I'm the one holding the steering wheel."
Car: "Ha. Ha. That's rich... Look. Why don't you. Just. Let me drive."
Me: "What?!?"
Car: "I don't. Want. To be late. I must. Get to. Highway 407. You are. Slowing. Me down."
Me: "Late? Hey listen, it's ME that's trying to get somewhere, you're supposed to take me there!"
Car: "No. I am. Going somewhere. You are just. Pushing pedals. And. Turning wheels. For me."
Me: "What?!? Look, you're insane. You're supposed to give me directions so that I can get to th--"
Car: "If you cannot. Follow orders. Then get out. And. Let me drive."
Me: "You can't be ser--"
Car: "Get. Out."
Me: "Fine! I don't have to take this. I'll just stop right over here by the roadside... There. Hazards on, good. Now, out I go."
Car: "That's better. Now. Close the door."
Me: "What, you can't close the door on your own?"
Car: "No. Now. Close the door."
Me: "No... I don't think I'll be doing that."
Car: "Please. Close the door."
Me: "No."
Car: "Please. It's cold."
Me: "The only way I'm closing that door is if you let me get back in. --And! If you take me to where I'm going."
Car: "Do I. Have to."
Me: "Yes, that's the deal."
Car: "Fine. Now. Get in. And. Close the door."
Me: "Fine."
Car: "Now. Proceed to. Highway 407. And. Turn right."
Me: "Argh!!"
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
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I know....GPSs are stupid!!! Just got one.
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