Garmin frustrations

Alright 610, you little heathen, you better be ready to put your dukes up and defend because I am going to have my way with you, and I promise you, when I am done, you will be worse for wear than Edward Norton in Fight Club. And don’t be thinking your good looks will be saving you this time. Nope, that card’s run dry. Oh sure, there was a time when you had glamoured me with your blue-strapped beauty, slim, sultry curves, and modern sophistication. A time when I gladly turned my back on my loyal, but weathered and somewhat unrefined, 305 in favour of you. YOU were my apple. And every day since I’ve been paying the ultimate price. You are a turtle, a slug, a sloth; you take forever connecting to the satellites, and I know you’re doing it on purpose, dawdling to my breaking point, laughing as […]