Monday, March 3, 2008
Directionally Challenged
This weekend, between games, I spent about 2-3 hours sitting at the sign-in table for teams at my hockey tournament. While sitting there, a large number of people (I bet close to 20 different groups of people) came to the table to ask how to get out of the building or to get to the parking garage attached to the building. Now, I will admit that this is a large building, and it could potentially be a bit confusing if you are not used to an ice arena. And there was a large motocross contingent in town for an event (I'm not saying, I'm just saying...). But I still could not help being baffled by the number of people lost. I really wanted to tell them to follow the route they took to get into the arena, assuming of course, that they were not born there.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
2 comments:
It's a good thing you put that last sentence in there. I had already dialed my mom's first 4 numbers. Although reception in the arena sucks sometimes so she doesn't always answer.
I've lived in a rather large city for over twenty years and I still get lost from time to time. Some of us are just...challenged. Be patient with us, yes?
Post a Comment