Today I was asked for directions twice. And boy, am I the wrong person to ask.
First, in downtown Shelton, this morning a cute boy in a truck asked me how to get to Coram Avenue. I've lived in Shelton my whole life, you'd think I'd know where Coram Avenue is, it's a pretty well-known street. Of course I have no clue.
Second, driving to work on Tresser Boulevard (or is it Washington Boulevard?) a nice man in a BMW pulls up next to me and asks where Atlantic Street is. I vaguely know where that is, since I think the bars are around there. My response? "When you get farther downtown, just go left." Hmm. If he did that, I bet he's still lost.
What is my problem with directions?
Nevermind, people need maps.
Kara = not a map.