Actual Case Of Wife's Useless Directions (Don't tell her I did this, she might cut me in the middle of the night)

So, the Missus phones at around 9am, saying she had locked the car keys in the car! So, I had to go 60 miles away to open it for her. Then another 60 miles back.
Here are both the directions she gave me, and then below them the actual route I took.

she I am at Ravenswood rd
me Where is that?
she Near Clayton Park.
me Is that Clayton Park Rd?
she Yes.
me So you are at the junction of Ravenswood and Clayton Park Rd, is that correct?
she Yes, you go across Lacewood.
me Where is that?
she You know Joseph Howe Drive?
me No , I know the name, but don't know which road it is to look at. OK, so, I go down the highway 102, and.......
she You come down highway 102 and you know the park by the bridge? (Note - this is in the centre of the City)
me Yes, but I don't know how to get to it.
she Ok, well, you should be able to find it ok. Go out of the park, and ...........
me Do I turn left, or right out of the park?
she You turn right, and go through that bad junction, and take the lane marked for Bedford.
she Then you carry on the Bedford Highway and get to a road called Bayview. Turn left at Bayview. Keep straight on and don't turn off at Lacewood.
me Ok, I will be about 75 minutes. I will stop to look up a map online first.
she Ok, bye luv u.
me Bye, luv u.

Now here is the actual route I took.
Went down 102 highway, and took the Bedford Exit.
Went through Bedford and took Bedford Highway towards Halifax.
Turned right at Bayview.
Kept straight across Lacewood.
Road changed to Clayton Park Rd. at other side of Lacewood.
Went on until came to Ravenswood. No car, no Wife. Went into Ravenswood, and cruised around until it came to dead end, where the car was parked up in a driveway. Not at the junction.

I asked why she didn't just direct me to take the Bedford highway from the other end of it, and her reply was that it is "the long way around."
So, instead I get directed to an obscure park beside a bridge that I know when I get there, but have no idea how specifically to get to it. And from there past an irritating congested dog-eats-dog junction to get to the same place that I just actually cruised right to directly from the highway.

Living proof that women are irritating when giving directions. Not only do they have no concept that the listener does not know the roads etc, but they will actually get annoyed when told that the listener does not know the road mentioned.

Fortunately, women are pretty good to have around to cook meals and keep the bed warm.
And that's what this man thinks!