When I first got a GPS thing for the trip to the rained-out race in Kentucky....I think I may be at least the next-to-last person to get one.
Like any new toys and tools, I played with it for days, completely fascinated by a technology I had ignored until then. I punched in home, and work, and the destination to the race track in Kentucky, and at the end of the trip, after it found the WalMart and the Home Depot in a town I knew nothing about, I'm totally sold on it. Don't know when I'll need it again, but I'm sold on it.
So from work to home....I know the way. I know the shortest way and the fastest way. Being a measuring kind of guy, I did all of that when we first moved in here over 3 years ago. I know the way.
So out of curiosity I said to the GPS unit, the shortest way home from work, just to see what it said.
Jill, (the female voice of Garmin) showed me something I never knew. She said to go straight when I always turned right instead. She said there's a road that I know good and well by now doesn't exist. That will cut the trip by nearly a mile. No way. There's not even a road there. I know there's not. This newfangled GPS thing is just WRONG.
I had to go look at the spot where Jill wanted me to turn.
Sure enough, there is a road there. Here it is:
Like any new toys and tools, I played with it for days, completely fascinated by a technology I had ignored until then. I punched in home, and work, and the destination to the race track in Kentucky, and at the end of the trip, after it found the WalMart and the Home Depot in a town I knew nothing about, I'm totally sold on it. Don't know when I'll need it again, but I'm sold on it.
So from work to home....I know the way. I know the shortest way and the fastest way. Being a measuring kind of guy, I did all of that when we first moved in here over 3 years ago. I know the way.
So out of curiosity I said to the GPS unit, the shortest way home from work, just to see what it said.
Jill, (the female voice of Garmin) showed me something I never knew. She said to go straight when I always turned right instead. She said there's a road that I know good and well by now doesn't exist. That will cut the trip by nearly a mile. No way. There's not even a road there. I know there's not. This newfangled GPS thing is just WRONG.
I had to go look at the spot where Jill wanted me to turn.
Sure enough, there is a road there. Here it is:
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