Currently my boss and I are on a business trip in Philly.
I have a TomTom.
She has a respectable British sounding name like Amelia.
She likes to turn left and doesn't give me any lip.
Amelia nows her shit and can get from point A to point B.
Richard is a pain in the ass.
He also likes to turn left.
Until you're in a rest stop off the New Jersey Turnpike with 700 tractor trailers and no apparent way to get out.
Richard also likes the suburbs.
So much so that he will take you through ENTIRE residential neighborhoods before he takes you back to your hotel.
Moral of my travel story?
Name your TomTom after a woman.
Because even electronic men cannot follow directions.