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Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Dang It! I could use a ride with a British guy named Daniel...

I was saving my money for a Wii... but thanks to my friend Cheryl, I think I need a GPS instead. Read this very fun Flyover People column from yesterday's paper.

by Cheryl Unruh

Later, in McPherson, Dave and I wanted to photograph the old opera house and I turned on Main Street. Daniel immediately began his “recalculating” shtick. I then made several more “wrong” turns. On each one Daniel jumped in with his British-accented “recalculating, recalculating,” and “turn left in .1 mile,” trying desperately to get us back on the straight and narrow.

Each time he corrected us, I could picture the guy rolling his eyes, sighing at my driving disobedience.

Daniel? Really, Cheryl, I would have expected a British GPS to be named Gavin or Simon or Geoffrey.


cheryl said...

Yeah, I had the same thoughts about the name Daniel.

I didn't mention it in the piece because it would just add unnecessary confusion, but even though his given name is Daniel, I call the guy Nigel, cause British guys seemed to all be named Simon or Nigel.

kelli said...

hehe, ours has a British accent too but we have a female voice and her name is Joanna.. (Sweeney Todd reference, we couldn't get a male voice :(