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Losing Faith in a Trusted Friend

Dear Jack,

We've had a good a run.  I found your voice quite sexy.  I enjoyed the accent.  Such a nice change from that American woman whose voice went all digital every time she said "north."  But now you've lost my trust.  That's right, I don't trust you.  Worse, I question your skills of discernment and differentiation.  Let me illustrate.  I went from this:
to this:
Do you see the problem here, Jack?  Not only that, but I was driving along when you suddenly told me to turn here:
I really wanted to, I love the foliage but, as you can see, the road you indicated is lacking.  You recalculated and told me to turn on a second road.  I saw a hint of it, but it didn't look well traveled.  You can't expect me to be Robert Frost.  Not right then.  I was late and lost.  I let my guard down and that's when I trusted you. 

Thank you for the scenic route. I was already enjoying the scenery.

Fortunately, I've grown accustomed to your presence. Your companionship makes me feel big, powerful and all-seeing.

Next time, let's stick to paved roads, thank you very much.

Comments

  1. Trac~September 23, 2010 at 2:31 AM

    LOL boy, do I ever know how that feels! Great post today. Be sure to check out my post from yesterday - I have a $35 gift card to CSN stores to give away so go enter. You just have to leave me a comment about what you would get if you won. :o)

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  2. KmamaSeptember 23, 2010 at 5:17 AM

    Oh no! LOL I hate when we rely so much on technology and it totally fails us!! I especially hate when I'm lost AND late.

    Thanks so much for linking up!!

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  3. CountessLaurieSeptember 23, 2010 at 5:32 AM

    Ha ha! Too funny! I mean, now that you are not lost anymore. You aren't still lost, are you?

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  4. KatSeptember 23, 2010 at 6:27 AM

    And people think I'm old fashioned because I don't have one...LOL! I'd rather look at a map!

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  5. JennaSeptember 23, 2010 at 7:18 AM

    haha, I read this post thinking you were talking about your husband..haha! My girlfriend has one of those that has the voice of Ozzy Osborn. She said it takes forever to tell her "to Ma Ma Ma Make a F F F Fin Left" ha!

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  6. RachelSeptember 23, 2010 at 7:20 AM

    Oh no!!! You got some gorgeous scenery there, but I'm sorry about the misdirection!

    I was driving my mom batty on our trip to Colorado - trusting my laptop and WiFi more than the silly little GPS in the rental car.

    Guess who was right? :)

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  7. Kristina P.September 23, 2010 at 8:27 AM

    I've never used GPS in my life! It sort of scares me.

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  8. M-CatSeptember 23, 2010 at 12:22 PM

    Until I glanced at Kristina's comment, I thought I was the only person on the planet who doesn't use GPS

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  9. CrystalSeptember 24, 2010 at 7:32 AM

    You're too funny- I think your a hoot. "Holla back" at http://survivingandthrivinginmom-dom.blogspot.com

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  10. CaraSeptember 25, 2010 at 8:35 AM

    You are so funny!

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  11. JoanSeptember 27, 2010 at 11:48 AM

    Just got back from California and used our GPS constantly. We name her Lulu and she has never steered us wrong excpet when we were in San Francisco and she lost satellite coverage. Sometimes we doubt her, but she is always right.

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