My roommate was visiting her grandparents, who happen to live close to me; only about 20 minutes away. So, she called me up yesterday morning and asked if I would like to go over to her grandparents' house for lunch, because they wanted to meet me. I agreed to do that, and got directions from her grandmother.
The address I wrote down was (well, it wasn't really, but we can pretend it was):
555 L Ave.
So, I decided to go to Mapquest
and get directions, because I like how they give you the exact mileage, whereas the directions I had been given didn't have mileage or anything like that. So, I got in my car (well, actually my mom's purple mini-van) and off I went. There was bad traffic, so I called to say I was going to be late. "Are you lost?" The grandmother asked when I asked for my roommate. "No, W Road just has a lot of traffic, so I'm going to be a little late" I informed her.
So, half an hour after I was supposed to arrive, I got to L St. L St? I was supposed to go to L Ave. I looked at my Mapquest directions again. They had taken me to the wrong place. I drove around a little, looking for L Ave, and, not fining it, decided to call my roommate's grandmother. "Oh, L Ave. is just across the train tracks from L St. So, I looked around for train-tracks, found them, and crossed them. No sign of where I was supposed to be. I pulled over, took out the Chicagoland Area Map Book. And looked for where I was supposed to be. I found an L Ave. and an L St. (and an L Rd, and just an L). I drove around a little more without luck. I called my dad, but he wasn't sure what to do. I drove around some more, looked in the map book some more. My roommate's grandma called me, tried to give some advice, and I looked some more. According to the map book, I was really close. I just couldn't quite figure it out. By now, I was nearly an hour late. I called again, somehow mentioned that I was in G1, and then heard the grandmother say "I live in G2". Ohh.... well, that would explain my inability to find her house. "You're in G1?" she asked. Yes, I was. I was in the wrong town. I was near the right street, in the wrong town. And I was an hour late. I called my dad again, "They live in G2, not G1," I told him. "I thought they lived in G2, I thought that's what your roommate's parents had said when we were talking while you were moving into your room,". Oh, why didn't he tell me this, while I was wandering around G1, looking for a house in G2? I made him walk me through finding the house. I finally got there, and hour and a half after I was supposed to. They made me call them when I got home, so they were sure I made it there. Oh well...
Maybe I should just dye my hair blond, at least then this rash of ditziness would make sense...
Posted by Serene Chaos at 5:53:00 PM