Directions for a First Date

Directions for a First Date

Her name was Amanda, and oh yeah, this was going to be the best date she ever went on, I knew it.  That's until I was outsmarted by my own GPS System.

I had my car all cleaned out, my best looking outfit on, and the cologne to attract the most beautiful woman I ever met.  However, the first date that was supposed to get me a second, actually got me a smack on the face.

The plan was for dinner at Steve's Steakhouse, and then a rivoting performance of Cats at the Performing Arts Center.  She was a theater major herself, and a fan of steak, so I thought this line up would be ideal.

Dinner went fine, as I had been to Steve's before. We spent an hour and a half on stimulating conversation and the food was fantastic. I was impressed, this theater major and dancer really loved her meat and potatoes.  My kind of woman!  I was really digging her, and I am pretty sure she was digging me at this point.

Now, the Performing Arts Center was across the metro area, and I had never been inside, but passed it once or twice before.  I felt fairly confident in finding the place on my own, so I went ahead and headed down freeway 47 acting like I knew where I was going. That's what you do to impress a girl right, act like you have control and a grip on the situation and not stop for directions?  Well, that's at least how my Dad said he met Mom.  

Anyways, an hour later and 20 minutes into the performance, I was stuck in gridlock traffic on highway 122.  I swear the Performing Arts Center was off 122, well I thought it was.

Amanda, who kept saying she had to go to the bathroom, urged me to pull over to use the bathroom and also to find directions.  I stopped at a gas station and talked to the attendant while she was in the restroom.  My friend at the counter said, I was 30 minutes in the wrong direction.  Yeah, that wasn't good to hear.

Back in the car, she asked how close we were.  I told her well, ummmmm....She could see the expression on my face that I got us lost.

She rolled her eyes, and while doing so, saw on my dashboard my Refurb Insignia NS-CNV10 3.5in Internet-Connected GPS on the side panel of her door.  AH! I thought I hid it well from her.  She picked it up, handed it to me in dissapointment and said, my Dad has one of these, use it!  

Red in my face, I nervously used it's internet connection to the built-in cellular modem to use Google Maps, and she said 'Just Google it OK, to find the venue!'.   Yeah, at that moment I could tell she was annoyed.  Remembering there was bad traffic, she urged me to use the GPS' real-time traffic updates - Up-to-the-minute, real-time traffic information provided by traffic.com. Routes calculated with real-time traffic flow to determine the fastest possible route given the actual speed of traffic on the roads.  
 

 Maybe with this feature we'd see at least the second act?  Nervously, I used the GPS'  Text-to-speech and turn-by-turn voice prompts - allowing me to keep my eyes on the road while navigating with convenient voice guidance.   However, I didn't want to talk much, because I think Amanda was tired of hearing my voice, I already could tell she thought I was just some big talker!

Let's just say this, the night ended with us missing the entire play, driving home in silence using the Refurb Insignia NS-CNV10 3.5in Internet-Connected GPS to find our way back, and her smacking me on the face when I tried to kiss her goodnight.  Amanda, I will miss you.  

So, my advice is, get this GPS system, don't be afraid to use it, as it will get you from A to B back to A safely, and if I would have used it in the first place, I'd already be driving Amanda to see Rent this weekend.

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