Quote by Ken Jennings

If I start outsourcing all my navigation to a little talking box in my car, I'm sort of screwed. I'm going to lose my car in the parking lot every single time.

If I start outsourcing all my navigation to a little talking

Summary

This quote highlights the potential downside of relying too heavily on technology for navigation. The speaker humorously expresses concern that by solely relying on a GPS system in their car, they would become overly dependent on it and potentially lose the ability to find their car in a parking lot without its assistance. It serves as a reminder of the possible consequences of over-reliance on technology, suggesting that maintaining some degree of self-navigation skills is important.

By Ken Jennings

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