We were on a two-lane highway, but
one of the lanes was blocked off while workers ripped up the asphalt. Traffic
was backed way up and we’d end up sitting there forever if we didn’t turn off.
So we did. And this was the result.
Her: I have no idea where I am.
Me: I think you should head left
here.
She heads right.
Me: …
Her: All these roads look the same.
Me: At the next intersection, I’m
telling you, go left.
Her: I think we should go right. But
to compromise, I’ll go straight instead.
Me: …
Finally, we reach another
intersection, with only two directions.
Me: We should go left here. That
will lead us towards the grocery store and…
She goes right.
Me: …Why?
Her: We don’t want to go to the
grocery store. We want to go to the house.
Me: But if we went that way, then we
could have taken another left and we’d be heading towards the house.
Her: Hey, look at all these cars
heading towards us. We must be near the highway.
And we were. Right back where we
first turned off. We sat in traffic until we finally passed the roadwork.
Literally in a circle. Turning the wrong way the whole time. And I thought I had a poor sense of direction.
ReplyDeleteI would've been coming unglued at that point. I can find an alternate route to anything without a problem. You could dump me anywhere in NC and in five minutes I'd find my way out.
ReplyDeleteDoes she have no sense of direction? Because, this makes no sense to me, especially in a town you know. I mean, I could not get lost in a town I know, nor could any in my family. But people are different.
ReplyDeleteYour mother is classic! But some people just don't have any sense of direction at all.
ReplyDeleteyeah... I have no words.
ReplyDeleteYour mother must be like Marcus Brody of the Indy films, as he once got lost in his own museum.
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