ROFL!!! Welcome to the Scatty Corner.
Yesterday I had made plans to go to a talk organised by our local NAS branch. I'd decided to be organised for once in my life and planned it all in advance. The tickets were booked and a taxi ordered so that I could get there 20 minutes before the talk was due to start (2pm). All was going well....
The taxi dropped me off at 1.40pm as planned and I was feeling rather smug and pleased with myself. The taxi disappeared into the distance and too late I realised that the driver had dropped me off at the wrong place. I decided to give the taxi firm a mouthful and demand they send someone to take me to where I'd asked to go. There was no phone anywhere and I don't have a mobile...
I surprised myself with my resourcefulness and found a service station nearby and asked for directions. The woman behind the counter was very helpful. "Go past the junction, turn left, carry on down the road and it's on the left-hand size. Only about 5 minutes away." So off I trotted. It was only when I turned left as directed that I realised that I'd forgotten to mention that I wasn't actually travelling by car. I was now standing next to a dual carriageway.
There was no time to turn back so I kept well away from the road and ran through the trees by the road like a madwoman. I remembered that a friend lived nearby but being scatty I'd forgotten her house number and the houses all looked exactly the same. I carried on running (not easy when you're unfit and asthmatic).
I found the building I needed and turned up at 2.15pm, out of breath, looking like an escaped nutter and with blisters on my heels. I can only imagine what the visiting behavioural psychologist must've thought of me. Probably something like "And here comes another potential patient".
I wish I was one of those organised scatty-free souls who never have these kinds of difficulties.