Speaking of Iowa, Tomasina got totally wigged out a couple of weeks ago when we swung north out of Des Moines and I saw an offramp sign at Ankeney for a Chili's Restaurant, and did a fast lane change to pull off and take advantage of a long unused gift card.
The little bitch got over it eventually, because we ordered desert to go and "shared".
We have a Garmin named, for reasons I have forgot, Sara. Last week we were in an unfamiliar town, and it was almost dark. She had us drive down a barely-wide-enough for our truck service road, into a train yard! We didn’t want to go back the same way, so we paralleled the trains for a while.
Pretty soon, we were beneath a bridge. She told us to turn onto it (into the river). She did not get her revenge.