Skip to main content

Chris Chris Navigation System

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!

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

How's the haircut?

Isn't it amazing how a bad memory can stick to you like a wad of gum in your hair? You try to remove it, but in order to do that, you need to cut off some of your hair? At first, you’re apprehensive, but in the process, you end up with a nice hair style? At the beginning of my career, I was working at an apartment complex.  I must have upset my boss by interrupting him when he spoke to me.  I hadn't realized I was in a bad habit of talking over him. I was so anxious to prove I was on top of all the assignments, but in this process, wouldn't let him get a word in edgewise. One day, he held up an eyeglass case and said this signified when it was his time to talk. In front of the other staff, he actually held up the case while he spoke to me. I was embarrassed by his demeaning ways. I didn't put any credence in his opinion. I wrote him off as being a mean old man! For a while, I carried this memory like a wad of hardened gum in my hair. It was brittle and would have...
Post a Comment
Read more

Just a note

If you visit my website, you can now read the first chapter of my book for free! Please feel free to click on its link below: website All I ask is please leave me a comment. Even to just say "hello" so I know that some people are reading it! Thanks everyone, and I'll talk with you later!! Diane
Post a Comment
Read more

Lessons from Teachers

Many times when people talk about the teachers they have encountered in their schools, usually the lessons have been of the traditional sort.   A teacher has done or said something inspiring that has changed their lives for the better.   Actually, I have had a teacher show a negative trait that was a positive life lesson to me.   She was my seventh grade teacher.   She was a very large woman—she had to make her own clothes to fit her.   Not only was her physique large, but also her personality.   She was a very aggressive and no-nonsense woman.     “You can’t get away with anything in Miss C class!”   was the comment we heard from previous teachers and older students.   When she hosted detention, she made a sign to put on the clock that read: “Time passes—will you?”             Being in her class, she made it very clear that she was the boss.   Now, most of the time, she wa...
1 comment
Read more