I don't know how I ever survived without Navigation. Like the cell phone, it has entered my life and become an addiction that I can't, nor would I want to, get rid of. Since my car's arrival into my life in June of 2004, she has quickly become my smartest, loyalist and least judgmental girlfriend. While she may not have much of a personality and is fairly passive aggressive, she is a comfort and a true companion.
You think I am insane, don't you? Well, I will try to convince you of why, once you have a navi-friend, you will find yourself helplessly co dependent.
My navigation, which will be referred to as "she" because I use a female voice, provides the following benefits:
All in all, she is the Frick to my Frack; the Salt to my Peppa; the Rhoda to my Mary. It's a no muss, no fuss relationship that I encourage all women and men for that matter, to seek out. Again, as I mentioned in my post about my vehicle, she is one of the reasons when my lease is due I may just have to purchase my car. How could I get rid of a friend who has been so good to me? What if "Number 5 is alive" and she knows that I turned her in? I wouldn't be able to live with myself...ok, maybe that is going too far. But if we ever do part ways, I'm not going to lie, I will trade up for the version with traffic routing and Zagat's ratings - hey, she's the better friend!