Yo, Nav! WTF?

Usually, I’ve got nothing but massive amounts of love for my car’s navigational system. Because I am so horribly directionally challenged, I use it pretty much all the time.  Even when I know which way to go, I sometimes ask her to provide me with route guidance just to see what time she thinks we’ll arrive.

Today, however, that sneaky bitch decided to mess with me.

I don’t think I’m exaggerating when I say that I’ve probably been to Costco 100 times over the past four years.  I still don’t really know how to get there though.  Today, being the helpful wife that I am, I went to pick up the hubster’s contact lenses.  I politely requested route guidance from my trusty friend and she took me to Costco using the longest, stupidest, most flip-flopped, roundabout way possible.  I drove by buildings I’ve never seen before in my life.  WTF?  Seriously, how is this possible?  Were aliens messing with satellites today?  Or is my trusty friend growing weary of my neediness?  Whatever.  The sneaky trickster’s getting no love from me this afternoon.  I can make it to Tucker’s school all by myself, thank you.