Remember the commercials for the GPS system Tom Tom? It would depict a driver that was lost. He would turn to the passenger in the car and say their first name twice, asking for directions. Of course, the passenger looked at the driver blankly.
The funny thing is, if I run into a traffic jam or road work, I call my husband on my cell phone. I say “Chris Chris, I’m on the freeway, but it’s backing up. If I get off on Franklin Road, which way can I get to work?”
My husband then gives me step by step directions on how to get to work. It always amazes me that he is able to navigate without being there. I basically know only a couple of ways to work, so if I need to take a detour, I’m in a pickle if left to my own resources.
Chris figures he’s good with directions because he has always had jobs where driving is essential. He is always the first to find all of the shortcuts around the town we live in. Also, he really enjoys all aspects of driving. I’ve been with him when he’s decided to turn down little known roads just to see where they lead.
I see driving as a mundane necessity, getting from point A to point B safely. My idea of excitement while driving is listening to a book on CD.
If I was born during pioneer days, I would definitely not be leading the covered wagons. The United States would be very small if left up to people like me. However, Chris would fit in great being a scout in the new frontier. It’s a good thing that my fate is not discovering uncharted lands, but only a different way to get to work on time!
There are times I think I need to bone up on my navigation skills, but honestly I have no interest. I have a cell phone that has Chris Chris on speed dial, and that’s good enough for me!
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