Hi everyone:
My wife has requested that I humbly ask for directions...
You see, ever since I bought my NSX not long ago, I have apparently forgotten the "short way home" from whichever location I am traveling from. Somehow, when I volunteer to make a quick run up to the corner store, which is roughly 1 mile from my house, I get "disoriented" on the return and end up wandering aimlessly for 45 minutes. I also notice that I seem to "get lost" on various curvy roads and back streets that I didn't even know existed 1 month ago. She also took note that my willingness to "volunteer" for any errand involving driving to some other place has increased dramatically lately.
I have noticed that during my periods of "directional confusion", I often "forget" to turn the radio on, somewhat hypnotized by the screaming banshee located right behind my shoulder blades.
Being a guy, it pains me greatly to ever ask for directions to any destination, but in the spirit of placating my beautiful wife, could someone please help? I realize no one knows where I live - but that's okay. Just give me directions from anywhere to anywhere, and I will kindly tell my wife that I asked for, and got, and followed, said directions. Technically, I will be telling the truth, and everyone (especially me) will be happy.
Thanks,
Todd
My wife has requested that I humbly ask for directions...
You see, ever since I bought my NSX not long ago, I have apparently forgotten the "short way home" from whichever location I am traveling from. Somehow, when I volunteer to make a quick run up to the corner store, which is roughly 1 mile from my house, I get "disoriented" on the return and end up wandering aimlessly for 45 minutes. I also notice that I seem to "get lost" on various curvy roads and back streets that I didn't even know existed 1 month ago. She also took note that my willingness to "volunteer" for any errand involving driving to some other place has increased dramatically lately.
I have noticed that during my periods of "directional confusion", I often "forget" to turn the radio on, somewhat hypnotized by the screaming banshee located right behind my shoulder blades.
Being a guy, it pains me greatly to ever ask for directions to any destination, but in the spirit of placating my beautiful wife, could someone please help? I realize no one knows where I live - but that's okay. Just give me directions from anywhere to anywhere, and I will kindly tell my wife that I asked for, and got, and followed, said directions. Technically, I will be telling the truth, and everyone (especially me) will be happy.
Thanks,
Todd
