Accidental motorway experience
I'd only recently passed my driving test, and buoyed by my new wheeled freedom, had been applying for jobs a bit further afield.

An interview came up, working for an NHS IT outsourcing company 25 miles away. No problem thinks I, I have car and satnav; piece of piss! Suited and booted, I set off, instructing my satnav to avoid motorways as I was still a bit nervous having not driven on them.

I make it to the town ok, and am navigating roundabouts and junctions getting closer to my interview destination, when I get onto a particularly large roundabout. 'Take the 7th exit' my satnav informs me, and reminds me again when the exit appears. I indicate, take the exit and realise I'm on the slip road for the M40.

Shite.

Knowing I can't do much about this, I gun it and prepare for brown trousers. Just as I'm reaching the bottom of the slip road and nervously looking over my shoulder to find a break in the traffic, my satnav beams out 'You have now reached your destination'. Looking to my left, I can see the large shiny building, where my interview was due to take place, sail past me.

Bollocks.

I was so nervous about being on the motorway, I didn't dare get off until I was back home again, then phoned up and said my car had broken down. Never heard back from them. Good thing too, as they've since been in the paper for all sorts of dodgy backhand deals and financial irregularities.
( LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Fri 23 Apr 2010, 10:09, Reply)