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[16 Jun 2008|10:56pm] |
I have...issues, spatially. This has been well known ever since I started to drive and my parents realized that, despite me having spent countless bus and car rides in my childhood staring out the window, I never actually knew where I was. That "new" hallway in Clearview always gave me trouble even until June 2006 (hey, it's pretty much symmetrical in almost all dimensions).
I need directions for virtually everything until the path gets wired into my brain. And reverse directions. I have no working mechanism that can see what is before me and visualize the proper direction. Almost like an abstract bird's eye view. Considering I am very much a visual learner, this is really weird. I may be able to remember things I've studied by picturing their placement on a page, but take things 3D and I'm lost. LITERALLY!
On friday morning I was supposed to get an allergy shot. I made it there with no problems. It's in Turnersville. Of course, my referral was expired, or something, so they couldn't give me the shot. This referral business is the biggest waste of time in the entire world. But anyway.
On the way back. Well. I think I made a wrong turn. I didn't have reverse directions so I just reversed the forward directions. But I think right around Hurfville-Crosskeys road I forgot to reverse the direction and made a wrong turn.
I realized it, but before I could even look for a way back I was on some sort of ramp and there were signs indicating the Atlantic City Expressway and new lanes appeared and I started to freak out. Whatever I got on, I got off on the first exit ("Camden County College") and was like SHIT DAMN WTF.
This is where I probably wandered for 20 minutes or so. There was a Berlin-Crosskeys road and something else. I eventually made it to Black Horse Pike and a lot of things I didn't recognize. After a half an hour (yeah), I stopped at a CVS and asked for directions (to Rowan, essentially). A really nice Wonder Bread Truck Driver gave me them...ON PAPER! I just needed to get to Greentree Road. I recognized that road.
So I got on some road somewhere which I think led to Delsea Drive which led to a nice jug handle onto green tree road. I was feeling a little bit better. But here's where I became retarded. I started to recognize the road names and I THOUGHT I KNEW WHERE I WAS. So I ignored the guy's directions and turned around because I thought some road was some other road. It wasn't.
The ensuing confusion lasted about another 20 minutes. Dying, I stopped in at a hollywood tans of all things and asked to use the phone to call my mom since I think she could tell me the most reliable directions.
Turns out, I was going the right way a LONG TIME AGO, but pretty much one stop sign before where I was supposed to be, I thought I had gone too far and turned back around (more than once). When I finally went all the way down and saw the road I was supposed to turn onto, I screamed a lot of nasty words. For the remainder of my trip. And I couldn't even get my allergy shot.
I don't know if I'm more upset about being retarded or more upset about wasting like a quarter tank of gas.
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