I had gone for a
weekend visit to my sister Donna's. She lived about and hour and a
half away. While I was there she had my nephew put a new navigation
app on my phone. “Just try it.” she said as I looked at her in
doubt.
“It's easier than
the other ones.” my nephew agreed.
“I promise.”
Donna added.
Now, I've been
having an ongoing fight with navigation systems for years. They
always make me feel as if I'm too stupid to even get out of my own
neighborhood. The condescending voice telling to make a left out of
my own driveway, even though I knew it was shorter to go right. Then
when I went right it would actually sound angry as it tried to get me
to go around the block and start again. Needless to say I ended up
fighting with every app I tried and would always end up turning it
off and using the written directions I'd mapped out myself.
So I reluctantly
agreed I'd try this new app on my way home from my sister's.
Climbing in the car
I tapped on the app and typed in my home address. A few seconds later
a pleasant sounding woman said, “Okay, let's get started, shall
we.”
I have to say, I
was a bit surprised. I'd never had a system that made it sound like
we were taking a ride together, they usually just barked orders at
me.
I decided I needed
to name my new friend. “Sure, Sabrina. Let's get started.”
About a mile down
the road Sabrina said to turn left at the next intersection. Now my
written directions said to go straight so I was hesitate to do what
Sabrina was suggesting. I slowed down a bit debating what to do .
Sabrina must have sensed my unease because she nicely repeated the
direction.
I turned on my
left turn signal. “Okay, Sabrina.” I said. “I'm going to trust
you.”
Now the way Sabrina
wanted to go was taking me up a very steep grade, my car straining as
it tried to climb the mountain. “I'm sure you didn't know my car
was older, Sabrina so this isn't really your fault but if my engine
blows up I'm going to be really upset!”
A moment later
Sabrina sounded an alarm. “Police car ahead.” she said. I quickly
looked around and there was a police car tucked on the side of the
road.
“Sabrina!” I
cried. “Thank you!” Even though I wasn't speeding I was surprised
she knew where they were.
Seconds later
another alarm sounded. “Disabled car on side of road.” she said.
Moments later I
passed a car changing a flat tire. “Sabrina, I think I finally
found a navigation app I can live with!”
We drove along,
Sabrina and I, enjoying the ride and each others company. That is
until she wanted me to take the Turnpike instead of the Parkway.
“But I like the
Parkway better.” I said as she directed me to the Turnpike exit. I
ignored her and continued to the Parkway.
I was punished with
bumper to bumper traffic. As I inched along for a good half hour
Sabrina suggested turning onto Route 9.
I was unsure, but
she'd been right so many times I needed to just trust her. So I got
on Route 9.
“Exit on the
right, Freehold.” she commanded.
“Freehold!” I
cried. “But I want to go towards the shore!” I ignored her once
again.
She then became
relentless. Each intersection I was told to make the turn as she
tried to get me to go back.
We argued the rest
of the way home.
Each time she told
me to do something I just say “No.”
As I pulled into
my driveway Sabrina sweetly told me I'd reached my destination, like
she had something to do with it!
Steven saw my car
pull in and met me at the door. “How was your trip?” he asked.
“Sabrina is an
idiot and I never want to ride with her again!” I said.
Steven looked
confused as he looked at me then at my empty car.
“It's a long
story.” I said taking a deep breath and giving him a kiss on the
cheek.
“It always is.”
he said opening the front door and taking my suitcase from me.
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