I just got home from Blake’s game (he played great, they won). But I almost didn’t get home…
Mark and I took separate cars because I came straight from meeting with a new client. The game was all the way out in Littleton. I got there okay, but that’s because I had directions and it was still daylight. I was going to follow Mark home, because it was a really round about trek there, and I get totally confused in the dark. But he went home early because he was sick. So, my sweet friend and my sweet son set me up with the GPS on my phone that I had never used up to this point. They made it so that the little lady in there would talk to me as I was driving so I didn’t have to keep squinting at the small printed directions on my phone. Seemed like a good plan…
Apparently, and I don’t even know how this is possible, I went the wrong way coming out of the parking lot (not a good start). The lady in the phone informed me that she was taking me on another route. I chose to trust her, since I didn’t really have a choice at this point and was all alone. And it was very, very dark, so I was very, very confused, as manifested by my inability to leave the parking lot in the right direction.
So, off we went. She had a lovely voice, but it wasn’t quite loud enough. She took me in a direction that didn’t make logical sense to me, but then again, directions and me are never a scenario of logic. Again, I chose to trust the lady with the nice voice and turned on street after dark street, having no idea where I would really end up.
The next street she named had me puzzled. She sounded a little muffled, but it sounded like she said, “Jackass Hill”. Obviously, that couldn’t be right. So I asked her to repeat it. I am yelling at her to repeat it like she can hear me. I wince and squint at my phone to see if I can read the print, but of course I can’t. And then there it was – up on the sign on the street I was approaching, the words “Jackass Hill”. She was right. And I swear to you it was her way of paying me back for not following her initial directions out of the parking lot. She took me to Jackass Hill. The lady with the nice voice has a sense of humor, too.
Well, I made it home. Finally. And I have to admit, she did her job. And I don’t know if she was laughing, but it made me smile the whole way home….
