A new kind of GPS

I want to buy a verbally abusive windshield-mounted GPS unit.

— Turn right on Fifth Avenue in 4.3 miles.
— Now approaching Fifth Avenue. Turn right.
— No, no, right. Right, you moron! I said right!
— The other right!
— Sigh.
— Recalculating route… dipshit. Next time just walk, bokay?