Hate

I hate getting lost.

I hate getting blamed when we’re lost.

I hate getting blamed when we overshot a junction.

I hate the fact that I easily succumbed to motion sickness.

I hate the fact that I have to be the navigator.

I hate it when the atmosphere becomes heavy when we’re lost.

I hate it when people start yelling at each other.

I hate it when people start to panic.

I hate people who are indecisive on which road to take when lost.

I hate people who are not fully prepared to get lost.

I hate people who are impatient when lost.

I hate it to death.