When GPS does not show the closest route

David picked me up Friday night to drive back home to Connecticut. He had come up from Washington D.C. We had dinner and then dessert and by the time we were on the road it was midnight and raining. It had been raining all night.

Around 1am, the fuel light on David's dashboard went on. He said we needed to get gas. We drove for another twenty minutes. He said he remembered there being an island on the side of the road, but wasn't sure if we had passed it. I told him we could use the GPS system. He turned it on and hit an icon for gas station. A list scrolled off the screen. We chose the first one and followed the directions.

A few minutes later, we pulled up into the darkened station. Turning to the GPS, we found another. We turned around and drove another mile or two. The station was closed. David started freaking out. We had been driving for around 40 minutes with the low fuel indicator light on. I said if it was really serious, it'd be blinking, the suggested we call around for an open gas station. He pulled up the GPS and started dialing. We called five before we found an open station.

With the tank full, David calmed down. We pulled out of the station and found our way back to the highway. Minutes later, we passed the gas station David had remembered on the side of the road. Posted by eku at September 5, 2006 10:43 AM