The phone GPS tells me it will take 3 1/2 hours. I know it will be less than 2. I hit the highway, wondering if there is construction or an accident, and the phone knows more than I do. Then the Tug of War begins. At every exit, the GPS shouts at me to get off the highway. I shout back at it. I am not getting off the exit now. It's clear sailing ahead. Every exit, same thing. Two hours later, I am at my destination. I jab at the settings. Oh. "Avoid Highways" is clicked. Figures. #smallstories
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