I don’t think we can even begin to call my hair color blond anymore, but apparently I retain the stupid gene that goes along with it.
Yesterday I had my first public speaking class. I had not paid much attention to the class ahead of time, instead preferring to knit my heart out in anticipation that there would be a lot of study and prep time needed this semester. So yesterday during work I realized I didn’t even know where the building was. No problem, I had given myself plenty of time to buy my books and walk around campus.
So I looked up where my class was being held. I didn’t really know of the building so I asked favorite coworker. She said that she thought it was on the other side of campus from where we typically park. That was ok, I had time, and I had my suspicions that she was right. The only part of this that I didn’t care for was walking back to the parking garage late at night but I figured I could handle it.
So I printed out my class schedule, bought my books, and headed up campus. Hiked all the way to the top of campus with a bookbag full of books and realized that I wasn’t seeing my building anywhere. I walked back and forth a bit in an attempt to not have to ask for directions. To no avail. I stopped in the library and asked. They informed me that the building I wanted was at the bottom of campus near the parking garage. OK, no problem. So I hike back down campus and go looking for the building.
Imagine my surprise when it was the same building I was in last semester!!!!!