Stupid O'Clock
I don't know the name of the roads I travel all the time. That is unless you consider things like, That right after the store with the obnoxious deli guys, the name of roads. I can't follow verbal directions. Give me a map. Draw something. Give me a diorama of the town and I'm set but tell me this right and that jug-handle and I may be nodding and saying uh-huh but you lost me on the first turn.
I've frequently been two seconds from blissful unlostedness when I made that fatal wrong turn onto the yellow brick road towards Oz and on top of that, everyone was right, When Tracy says hang a right, hang left.
I started using a GPS recently and realized my sense of direction was way worse than I thought. In fact, I'm surprised the GPS voice doesn't end every directional insight she gives me with, Well, well, well, if it isn't stupid o' clock in the van again.
I just thought I was a shooch more directionally challenged than most, but it's much worse. It's ... Well, I've prepared a visual with the help of NASA.







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That is one of my last few remaining senses. It won't be too much longer and I'll have to get one of those things and wear it like a head lamp or wrist watch. I would wear it around my ankle, but I think the occasional flood would probably short it out...and there I'd be, lost in wet pants..just wandering aimlessly.
my mother is the same way. she still gets lost when she uses her gps. i'm not quite as bad. i wouldn't quite say good, but not as bad as her.
eloh - sounds like you're much better than me but what a trade-off, huh? I can usually hold it...well, unless I'm laughing. Or sneezing. Or coughing. or...on second thought never mind.
Beth - Me and your mom would be a dangerous combo.
Even with a navigator in the car, I mess up directions. I insist my husband give me the next street immediately after turning, but then I forget it. Drives him insane . . .
Whenever I borrow Hub's GPS, I swear the voice gets more irritated with every "route recalculation."
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