I went to see Ron White last night, at the performance hall on our community college campus. It is a large campus.
At night, I can't really read the section signs out there, so I find some things to use to get me back to the truck.
Show's over and I find the path that will takke me back to the truck. I get to about where I think the truck will be. I make a left, and right away, looking at the landmarks, I know something is wrong. (Did I mention it was snowing pretty heavily)?
Anyway, I walked sbout an eighth of a mile, knowing I was wrong, then turned back.
When I got back to that spot where I made the left, I decided to stop, take a breath and look around.
Three spaces to the right was my truck.
Another study in how people become lost.
Next time, I'll use my Garmin....



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