It takes talent to get lost in the parking lot --

Jan 6, 2012

I forgot to mention yesterday that I got lost in the parking lot of Hillcrest Plaza.

Hey, come on. I had no problem finding that “street” at all. But when I first called the imaging place and asked for directions, no one told me there were about 7,000 buildings in that “plaza.” Not really a street so much as a compound of assorted big buildings that were only vaguely identified.

No one said, “Turn left into Hillcrest Plaza, take the first left in the split-road entry, then turn right, and we’re in the big brown building across from the big glass building.”

So I wound up driving clear to the back of the compound, still not seeing the building number. Thank goodness for cell phones sometimes. I called.

"Hello, I’m lost in your parking lot. Where are you? Oh yeah, and while you’re at it, I see you actually have three suite numbers and no one told me which suite to report to."

She asked what I why I was there, and when I told her, she told me the right suite number. No problem finding where I needed to go after she directed me—and there was even a little sign with the name of the imaging office near the front door. But when you’re doing the driving and trying to watch traffic And watching for cars backing out of parking places… geez….