In Which I Commute

I received an email from the almighty and omnipotent Google the other day. At some point a while back I sacrificed a portion of my online privacy and allowed them to track my location history. I use Google Maps quite a lot as I am not the greatest with directions, and I figured it wasn't giving up too much of my privacy if it helped me get to where I needed to go in the long run.

In this email, they listed a bunch of facts about the places I had been to over the past year. 17 new cities, four states, over 20,000 miles travelled, that kind of thing. It was pretty interesting to me, being a data need, so I kept scrolling to the end of the email to see what else they could tell me. There was a link at the bottom of the email to update home and work addresses, and I clicked on it. I know my home address was correct, but I figured I'd double check what Google had listed for my work address. 

Before I could confirm the address for my office, Google suggested I update it to a new location.

Do you work here? Hannaford Supermarket

Underneath the suggestion was the address for the local grocery store just a few miles down the road from my house. 

Apparently Google thought that because I go there at least once a day, pretty much every day of the week, that I must work there. Except no, I'm only there so often because there is a zoo of people and animals at home who eat voraciously. 

They bring up a good point, though. Given how much we spend there, maybe getting a part-time job there to get a discount would be worth it.