Real Life Adventures by Gary Wise and Lance Aldrich for September 05, 2019

My generation had to pull the old “out of gas” routine…

Get the road map out, for Pete’s sake.

Cue Perry Como: https://youtu.be/xSJ-oT2ZBa0

It’s a game coming out of a parking lot sometimes; waiting for the GPS to show you which way the pink line will go. It’s usually a 50/50 chance, but I pick the wrong direction 75% of the time; Recalculating, make a U-turn in 1/2 mile.

What do lost drivers do in an area with spotty-to-non-existent cell service?

Asking for directions would kill his ego!

Come on! A real man don’t ask for directions nor does he admit he’s lost in front of a female. He’s suppose to drive around and hope for the best.

End of time = the clock on the dash stops.

Google Maps on my (allegedly smart) phone keeps telling me to turn at the intersection I just passed through.

…and now I’m praying for the end of time! – “Paradise by the Dashboard Lights” – Meatloaf

If your GPS is powered by Tom-Tom, you are most likely screwed.

Never put yourself at the mercy of a single fuse.