Me? Oh, far too little engineering and far too much fighting “technology”.
I need visit somewhere about 50 miles away. I have the post-code and a couple of landmarks. “Right”, thinks I, “charge the TomTom” – used too infrequently to maintain its battery charge – “and enter the post-code”.
Surely, just type in the intended destination and press “Enter”. No. Too obvious, too logical. IF you stumble across how, it displays a “Drive” sign instead. Press that and start driving. You find this only by fluke or induction into the deepest secrets of the Closed Order of the TomTom. (Roto-toms and tympany excluded).
I have no idea how I managed to list about twenty places in it, because it’s so long since the last. They were all extremely difficult to enter. No comprehensible, or simply no, instructions were supplied with it.
So, search t’Net for instructions – How?
– Model unknown: not marked on the case, not revealed by a magic button, and I have lost the carton.
– Those I subsequently found on line proved for a different model.
A new search found instructions that nearly matched.
Only – they did not cover the most important function, typing in the destination in advance of the journey. Instead, either :
– Select it from a crude digital map, but if you don’t know the area you cannot find the location on a map with more hair-salon than street names anyway. Well, I need my hair cutting….
– Reach your destination then enter it: clearly absurd to all outside of the domestic-appliance IT trade.
– A couple of other options, also useless.
Then press a quoted virtual-“Done” button I do not recall ever seeing.
The TomTom website has a “feedback” form. I fed back, civilly but frostily telling them the whole nonsense defeats the point of these contraptions.
I suppose that was marginally better than crushing the instrument on my concrete yard. That lump-hammer’s been loitering in the kitchen for months. Tempting….