Stupid Guest Tricks

hhsrat wrote:Speaking of bad GPS directions ... I'm surprised Shorty or Lady U haven't yet mentioned Wallaby's iphone, in the middle of I-5 near Anaheim ... "Make a U-Turn"

Well, I almost made it two years. And note that I don't use that program anymore.

And my GPS is unnamed.

hhsrat wrote:When I use the GPS on my phone, my fiancee has nicknamed the voice "Eva", because it sounds similar to Eve from Wall-E, and my phone is an Evo. (The voice on my standalone GPS has been nicknamed "Janet", mostly to have an excuse to yell "damnit janet" everytime it gives bad directions)

Speaking of bad GPS directions ... I'm surprised Shorty or Lady U haven't yet mentioned Wallaby's iphone, in the middle of I-5 near Anaheim ... "Make a U-Turn"

That would be because I've been internetless for a bit and this is my first time seeing this thread. Every time I am around a GPS and we get bad directions, I still tell them, I've had worse. I don't think any GPS will ever give me worse directions than that one did. Luckily, I'm somewhat intelligent and knew better than to follow that particular direction. And actually, it was more in the LA area, not Anaheim.

From 2500 miles away, telling us that Anaheim is not LA is like me telling you Tigard is not Portland.

Might as well be.

Especially when using that GPS. :D:

Big Wallaby wrote:From 2500 miles away, telling us that Anaheim is not LA is like me telling you Tigard is not Portland.

Actually, it's *just* like that. Different counties, different lifestyles, different attitudes. Why, Tigard is closer to Tualatin than it is to Portland! (In so many ways.)

Big Wallaby wrote:From 2500 miles away, telling us that Anaheim is not LA is like me telling you Tigard is not Portland.

Might as well be.

Especially when using that GPS. :D:

Very true, but I just have to correct people, besides, it makes the story that much better to those who are familiar with southern California. :D:

Ah, Tualatin. Home of my first job. School Bus Route 50 has the coolest elementary kids on the planet. On the last day before Christmas, I had to hold my front seat for all the gifts (candy) that I would receive from the kids.

It was on that route that one Halloween I turned myself blue with white hair... back when I had hair. I looked like a negative of myself. Any visible skin was blue, which was great until one of the moms on my route stepped up and in a low whisper asked me if I had used pancake.

Big Wallaby wrote:Any visible skin was blue, which was great until one of the moms on my route stepped up and in a low whisper asked me if I had used pancake.

I assume you told her, "Yes I did! Blueberry pancake!"

Zazu wrote:I assume you told her, "Yes I did! Blueberry pancake!"

*thwaps* Bad Zazu!

Zazu wrote:I assume you told her, "Yes I did! Blueberry pancake!"

From the way she laughed that day, I think the silence was funnier.

And from the way she laughed the next day, and the next week as I still had a bit of blue tint to my skin...

Should have auditioned for Blue Wallaby Group ...