My darling husband can, at times, be such a cliché. Here we are in a city that we have never been to before and we are driving everywhere in a rental car without a map because…
He knows his way around!
I’ll let y’all in on a little secret…
He doesn’t know his way around in a city that he has never been to before.
Thankfully the little Valentine’s gift he gave me has come to our rescue. Bill calls her my Little Traffic Bitch.
I love you Little Traffic Bitch! And whether he wants to admit it or ot, Bill kind of likes you too.
My friend has GPS on her phone. She calls the lady’s voice “Evil Michelle” because she also uses the system to find things…like the nearest Starbucks. But Michelle doesn’t always get it right…so that’s why she’s evil.
my little traffic bitch has been 100% since i first started using her. here she even re-routed us around a traffic accident that backed up the freeway. bill is learning to like her because even his car’s gps back home isn’t that smart.
In our car, the cliche is opposite. I don’t get a map until we get to the destination place. Until then I just look for signs to connector cities.
Example:
When going to Galveston from Oklahoma City, I follow the Dallas sign.
When I get to Dallas, I follow the Houston sign. Once in Houston, I look for Galveston sign.
Then I get out the map.
Husband, on the other hand, wants to have this mapped out like we are invading a country.
‘Little Traffic Bitch’, that is CUTE.
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