I had been to the campus before, albeit 12 years ago, for exactly one day, so it shouldn’t have happened. In my own mind I still have a photographic memory, but my brain betrayed me this morning as I drove onto campus hopelessly befuddled as to where the Humanities building was.
And I wasn’t about to ask someone either. It’s a point of pride, you see. And it ended up making me late. It was Freshman Orientation today, so there were about a million little cars pulling onto campus when I was, so I followed them, which was the wrong move to make.
They all ended up in a large parking area behind a massive building that seemed oddly out of place, for whatever reason. There were people all around, wearing purple, who were there to guide incoming students into the festivities, and it would have been so easy to roll my window down and ask one of them for directions. But I didn’t, instead accidentally driving right off of campus and having to resort to my phone’s GPS to find my way back.
Eventually I just gave up, parking in the nearest lot once I was back on campus, and deciding to walk around until I found Humanities. Which was funny, because after I made the decision and started walking on an actual path I found a campus directory clearly marked in front of the Business building.
And then I wasn’t lost anymore. But I was still late, so I started running.