GPS, my BFF

I'm not quite sure how I survived before I got a smart phone. The navigation feature alone has saved my life. With no offense to my real friends, I do consider my GPS my BFF. I can finally get to work and back confidently without using it. But that's about as far as I can go. I consider myself to be somewhat intelligent, so I suppose my terrible sense of direction is a nice contradiction. It keeps my life from being boring because I never know where I'll end up.

One problem I've encountered with my GPS though: it doesn't tell me how to get to different offices and classrooms in my school. To my credit, the school does not have much rhyme or reason to its layout. Everytime they needed more room, they simply built on another wing, theater, or gym. I feel like a freshman trying to get around. I stare at my map trying to figure out how I'm supposed to get from my floor (which is kind of the 2nd floor even though you enter it at street level) up to the 3rd floor (which I think you can exit at street level too). I'm pathetic.

One other thing my GPS doesn't do for me: it fails to remind me to leave out "the" in front of my freeway #s and to not call freeways, freeways (I think the accepted term is highways here). Apparentally those two things are a dead giveaway that I'm not from here. Oh well, I still think "the 40" sounds better than "40" or "I-40".