A Transcript of an Argument I Had With My GPS Last Night

Mrs. C and I went out last night and had dinner at a sushi place. I wasn’t familiar with the area but we had to stop at a supermarket after dinner. I found one with my iPhone and entered the address into my car’s GPS. Here’s the transcript of the last leg of the trip:

GPS: Go right in 200 feet.
(We go 200 feet)
GPS: Go right.
Me: Ok.
GPS: When possible, make a U-turn.
(Makes U turn)
GPS: When possible, make a U-turn.
Me: Wait, I JUST DID THAT.
(Drives a little bit down the road)
GPS: When possible make a U-turn.
Me: FINE! FINE! We’ll make ANOTHER U-Turn.
(Makes U-turn)
GPS: When possible, make a U-Turn.
Me: FUCK YOU! Two U-Turns make a circle. Are you OBTUSE?
GPS: When possible, make a U-Turn.
Me: FUCK IT. WE’LL DO IT LIVE. FUCKING THING SUCKS.
Mrs. C: Can you pull over. I want to get out.
GPS: When possible, make a U-turn.