That awkward moment when you reach your destination, but your GPS won’t stop talking…
And you’re like “I’m good! I’m here!”
And she’s like, “In 1,000 feeet, turn right onto…”
And you’re like, “Really, I’m here. We’ve stopped. We’re in the parking lot!”
And yet she still insists that you proceed around the block only to end up exactly where you are…
And although you feel really bad for interrupting, you not only interrupt her, you shut her down mid sentence.
Hopefully she forgets about this incident.