The male (and self-proclaimed x91dominantx92) half of humanity will – no doubt – never cease to amaze me.

That is probably accusable to the fact that I cannot lower myself to their level.
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When I was at work, I overheard a woman asking her husband to go and get some spaghetti. When she was about to tell him in which isle he had to look, he quickly said x93Yeah yeah, Ix92ll find it, donx92t worry.x94
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Honestly, what is it with men and asking directions? Or receiving them for that matter?
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It seems that their phobia stretches itself even outside their beloved air-conditioned 4WD. A supermarket for Seusx92s sake! Men appear to be afraid of looking weak by getting directions, especially from a woman.
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.It doesnx92t matter if their lost in the middle of Albania, or V&Dx92s baby-department. They SHALL NOT lower themselves. Huzza.
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On the other hand, men claim that women are worthless map-readers. Turning down directions as they try to maneuver their caravan trough sandy side roads, they always blame women when they end up wrong.
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This wager between men and women, testosterone and estrogen, instinct and directions, has become a classic example of the battle between the sexes. A simple argument given by any man to his fellow drinking buddies when discussing how terribly complicated women truly are.

And then, as a blessing from above, there was Tom.
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TomTom, to be exact. TomTomoGoxa9 if I want to use that cute little copyright sign.
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Because where maps look weak and sissy, technology looks cool and manly. Men have no problem bragging about their latest updated navigator. Just look how shiny it is! Look at the extra functions! And check out the visual!
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Donx92t get me wrong; TomTom, or any navigating device for that matter, is a very handy invention and investment for any car owner. Itx92s the fact that men have no problem getting directions from a sexy FEMALE voice from of a box, but refuse to listen to a real life woman sitting next to them.
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Are women doomed? Have men finally found a way to shut us up for sure? Must we throw away our trusty maps, or locate them in our less amazing cars (cuzx92 no man will let his b*tch drive around a car cooler than his)? Are we banned to the backseat??
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No.
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Because technology is made by men. And men are not flawless. On the contrary.
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How often does it happen that the machine will not work? Such an event usually results into a guy yelling at the small computer on his dashboard, while driving with his left hand, and rebooting Tom with his right. Such funny accident happen all the time.
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And why does Tom not know therex92s an open market on St. Louis Boulevard? Therex92s one every friggx92n Friday morning, for Petex92s sake, why did he not maneuver us around it?! Now wex92re stuck between a banana car and a French guy yelling at us inx85 well, French!!
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No Tom, I have to take a detour for some gas. No, I will not turn around! Ix92m telling you Tom, I wonx92t, stop asking me! DAMNIT, JUST SHUT UP!
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*sigh*  Men are so subtle.
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But, I believe the message is clear.
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My beloved other female shotgun-drivers. Take good care of your maps. Find them a good spot underneath your seat. For we will innocently, but o-so-victoriously, flash our chauffeurs a charming smile at the exact right moment.
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Need some help, dad?
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