I just stumbled on this post … and as a Kansas City person, the screenshot resonated with me:
I don’t live veeery close to this spot, but I drove over this section of road on Friday.
Incidentally, my car is roughly the size of seven or eight washing machines (I guess), this intersection is 15 minutes from my house, and (metric is superior to imperial measurements in every way, but any system is better than one that is unfamiliar to those using it)
Even when I know where I’m going now, I’ll put the destination in the GPS on mute, just to get a “minutes left” on the screen so my daughter can see it, because I hate that game.
My daughter will keep badgering me until I give her an answer. Most of the time, an “estimate” isn’t good enough, but I don’t know, so I make a guess “12 minutes”… Then the little s*** has the gall to tell me I’m wrong if it only takes 8 minutes. Hence the computational help. lol
The kids were messing around and said they weren’t. My wife said, “I can see you with eyes in the back of my head.” They said, “Oh, yeah? How many fingers am I holding up?” I look in the mirror and signal to my wife how many and she immediately replies. The kids are horrified and stop FA. #ParentSkills