Ha ha. My son did just this to me last week when I was trying to give him the route to a house we took for a holiday in Lymington in the new forest. In the end I gave him the postcode which he insisted was all he was interested in for his GPS. Turned out the estate the house was on was less than a year old and wasn't on his GPS. Cue a phone call some time later from him, after he'd been driving around less than half a mile away for about an hour, asking for directions. I laughed so much a little bit of wee came out!!
Add insightful or amusing remarks for me to think on and respond to. Or add annoying comment spam for me to waste time deleting, in which case may your genitals turn square and fester at the corners.
Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.
Ha ha. My son did just this to me last week when I was trying to give him the route to a house we took for a holiday in Lymington in the new forest. In the end I gave him the postcode which he insisted was all he was interested in for his GPS. Turned out the estate the house was on was less than a year old and wasn't on his GPS. Cue a phone call some time later from him, after he'd been driving around less than half a mile away for about an hour, asking for directions. I laughed so much a little bit of wee came out!!
ReplyDeleteYeah, if you're going to do it you really need the GPS to actually have the address in it or much egg ends up on face.
ReplyDelete