Random Thoughts by a Random Thinker...Tales from Beyond Left Field. An almost daily blog of short stories for those with short attention spans.
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We were on yearly pilgrimage to eastern Pennsylvania to see some of my extended family. We started making it a point to find new attractions to take the kids to in order to break things up a bit. We were on our way to Hershey to see how chocolate was made. On the drive there I just happened to miss a few turns. We still got where we wanted to be, just a little later than desired. After making the last wrong turn I heard my five-year old son blurt out what sounded like “Mommy is daddy following the GPS or is he trying to be a man again?” It didn’t register at first but my wife caught it and started laughing. My response was “What? What did you say?” My wife then proceeded to explain to me that even my son was picking up on my inability to follow directions. I then came to realize that the good old days of stopping at a gas station to ask for directions were gone but getting lost was still alive and well. The gas station attendant has been replaced by the GPS but some of us still won’t ask for or follow directions. The funniest part is that my son has yet to realize that this poor direction following is hereditary and it will catch up with him some day. I’ll wait until then to remind him of his back seat driver antics and welcome him to manhood.
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