Friday was when I did my nails and added some colorful blobs to my nail station and the leg of my trousers. On Saturday, my GPS directed me in circles until I told the GPS lady, “I’m not going in another circle. I’m going to pull into this parking lot and open this handy travel-size can of whup-ass.” And the parking lot turned out to be for the place I was going.
As I told Sara:
Some days, it just isn’t worth chewing through the restraints.
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A WRITING PROMPT FROM ME TO YOU: Coming unexpectedly upon success.
MA
acflory
April 6, 2022 at 7:37am-giggles- give me a map any day. 😉
Marian Allen
April 6, 2022 at 9:42amYou’re not wrong, but I can’t look at a map while I’m driving. You just have to remember that GPS apps are programmed by zombies, and they’re always trying to steer you to a deserted or derelict place so they can eat your brains.
Alicia Butcher Ehrhardt
April 6, 2022 at 2:20pmNOW it makes sense – they wouldn’t want mine, messy.
acflory
April 6, 2022 at 6:45pmThe Offspring had a GPS device many years ago, and yes, it was programmed by zombies. 🙁
Me? I just pull over and look at the map. Maps make me feel safe. No zombies. 🙂