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Okay, now my dad has a GPS for his car that he picked up yesterday at a yard sale.
He's already started pissing it off by programming his final destination into it and running other errands in the same trip, causing it to constantly recalculate directions for him to take.
I was with him this morning (he was home for the weekend) and told him that if he keeps it up, one day the GPS will either shout "fuck it! I quit!" or try to murder him.
Today while taking me home after we went to a flea market in the nearby city, the GPS kept trying to give him directions to Truro (where he was headed after dropping me off but before going home) but which he kept ignoring because he had to take me home first.
This meant that he kept driving past all the turns the GPS was telling him to take, causing it to pick new turns/routes for him, all of which he kept ignoring (we were going the long way home).
Sure enough, at one point the GPS told him to turn left, while we were on the highway, meaning that we would've driven right over the median and straight into traffic going the opposite direction.
He hasn't even had it for two full days yet, and it's already trying to kill him. I knew it would happen eventually, I just wasn't expecting it to happen so soon.
I have a TomTom. My boyfriend has a Garmin. His does not have anything special programmed onto it....yet.
Mine has Homer Simpson programmed into it. With the following phrases:
"Ehh....*nom nom* after THREE hundred metres, go <direction> on the roundabout, <#> exit"
"Take the motorway, woo-hoo!"
"Woohoo, you have reached your destination...and you can hold your head up high because you are a genius!"
My boyfriend's GPS on the other hand....let me preface this one by saying that I live near the Southern Expressway. At the moment, it is a one-way street which changes direction during the day (with an hour warning). During the week, it heads towards the Central Business District (known as the city to us) in the morning, and then southbound in the afternoon. On weekends and public holidays, it goes the opposite way (the idea being that on weekends, people might want to go and have a nice drive in the country).
My boyfriend's GPS didn't recognise that the Expressway was going the opposite way. The WHOLE way back from the movies, his GPS screamed "recalculating" every five seconds.
I've done that drive a number of times and it's actually shorter - by about 70km - to go through the States.
Ah. I suppose that's why the GPS took them out of the country; it's programmed to give the quickest route. Thanks for pointing that out to me. I thought it was just some weird burp in the system.
There's still no excuse for the river thing though.
To be fair, our new GPS works just fine inside. The old one, I was in the middle of Nevada desert and it picked up one satellite. It's 15 years old and been on several deployment with hubby though, as a vet it's earned a right to be cranky...lol
I do need to do the update though, it was freaking out when we went over the new highway/bypass that opened last month. It kept telling me to turn around and take the "unmarked dirt road to the utility road (power line road) to ..." We were just driving from Carson City to Reno, not some weird out of the way place. Oh well, it has lots of geocaches pre stored in it for when we are driving around.
Bhskitty said: "I have been in the passenger seat before, with my phone on navigation in one hand, and printed Google Maps directions in the other, screaming "Fight! Fight for my love!!!" Hubby threatened to make me walk home..."
The quote you need is this:
"Hunt! Hunt! Hunt! Don’t stop huntin’ ‘til it’s taxidermy time!"
- Ray Lewis, Baltimore Ravens linebacker (#52), during the Thanksgiving Day 2011 game against the S.F. 49ers. He had been sidelined by a previous injury, and was yelling to the defense on the field. The Ravens won16-6.
And if I ever get a GPS, I want Brian Blessed's voice.
The few GPS my dad has had have seemed to work well, although the one he has now wanted to send him weaving and winding through residential streets to get where he was going at my oldest niece's wedding. The funniest GPS story was back when Dad was in rehab after a bad accident. My sister drove, on her own, to meet Dad, Mom and myself in the city his rehab was in. She had a GPS with her. The GPS proceeded to flip shit on her, and drove her crazy, so she took it off the dash and tossed it in the back seat. The whole time she was in town (I was riding with her for a bit), the damn thing was in the back seat screaming "TURN AROUND NOW! MAKE A U TURN AHEAD!" etc etc. Yeah, sure, we'll make a u-turn...on a four lane (two lanes each way, divided) road, with fairly heavy traffic on it. Mmhmm. ETA: The GPS on my phone is alright most of the time. Sometimes it'll show me several miles from where I actually am. It's pretty helpful, all in all.
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