That awkward moment you scold your GPS because it just took you on the most indirect back assward route to your destination 3 miles away.
Upon parking, “What the heck kind of directions were those?”
“Are you still mad at me for saying I didn’t need you yesterday or what?”
Still no answer.
I think she’s still mad. O_O
“Come on, baby. I only meant that 5 hour stretch of highway yesterday. Of course I need you.”