Reasons I do not want a satnav

[bunn]

I've just had a call from a bloke who is coming to our house to fix something.  He said he was going to follow his satnav to the village, which he confidently pronounces is 10 minutes away from his current location.

10 minutes later: panicky call: " Help!  Where am I!  I'm in a wood!'   Discussion concludes that his satnav has directed him to the wrong side of the river and  he is, therefore,  in the wrong county.   What's more, on enquiry it turned out that he did actually know where the village was, roughly - only because the satnav told him, he went another way.  Why do people believe what computers tell them, so confidingly?

If he has not been eaten by beavers, I expect another call when he gets to the pub, because satnav is no use in a village that only has one postcode anyway.

Give me a map any time.

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[ladyofastolat.livejournal.com]

When we got a taxi to the Morris feast last year, the taxi driver signalled to turn left at the end of the Close. "Er, you should be going right," we said. She continued to signal left. "Er, right really is the best way," we said. She told us that the satnav said to go left, because "the road to the right is a dead end." We informed her that the road to the right had ceased being a dead end about 5 years ago, when they finished building the estate, and we knew this for a fact because we do actually live here and drive that road almost every day.

She went left.