When I saw this, I laughed out loud. don’t know what it’s like in your car, but in the Rossetti-mobile, it’s EXACTLY like this.
I have no clue why My Beloved soldiers grimly on, getting us lost, but it drives me around the bend and back again. (Sticking grimly with the metaphor here.) I suspect it’s something to do with that caveman instinct buried in the male hindbrain.
We bought one of those GPS navigator thingies to use while driving in the US and Canada. Guess what? He argued with it. He still argues with it. For the voice, we chose “Jane”, the cultured British gal. Sounds like she’s just stepped out of the BBC office for a mo to freshen up the lippie. For a while there, I was sure dear Jane was impervious to the ranting, but now I’m not so sure. She’s been dropping the occasional H. What’s next? Dropping the entire bundle?
Mind you, she and I might dead heat on the KER-SNAP!! With the emphasis on dead.
Do you know any man who asks for directions? Do they even exist?
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Nope
Hmm… somedays I’m glad I’m single after all
I think men are allergic to asking for directions. They ‘have’ directions hardwired in their DNA. Or so they claim, LOL.
Upon arrival in Chicago, by bus, my gentleman host claimed the map and took us on an exciting journey of Chicago’s twists and turns in the summer humidity. After asking for the map many times (and getting rather stormy, if I recall), I eventually nicked it from his hands only to discover that our point of arrival, the bus stop, had been a mere two blocks from our accommodation.
(He later stored our locker key in his hat, took his hat off in the loo, and dropped the key down the toilet.)
Alison, you cynic! Actually, I’m sure you’re right, so that makes me one too.
Jenny, unfortunately, I think it applies to all males - even fathers, brothers and cousins. No escape.
Malvina, I think there’s scientific evidence that the majority of men are better at spatial tasks than the majority of women. I definitely have to hold the map upside down if it suits the direction we’re moving in. But so what? I ask for help if I need it and I get there in the end.
Oh, Zen *snort* What I want to know is - did he reach in and retrieve it? And if so, was it because you made him??
No men ask for directions. I think they use their extra appendage for directions! Doesn’t matter if they are young or old, men just don’t ask.
Oh Laura, I just a vision of said appendage pointing the way - like a dowsing rod. Oh dear, oh dear!
Oh dear, Mary, you too? I had such hopes…
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