What was I thinking? As an avid reader I am totally disgusted with myself. Yes, I read books, newspapers, stickies, milk cartons, graffiti and love highway advertisements. Therefore, much to my dismay even though I SAW the signs, I did not READ them.
Fantasy:
"REMEMBER YOUR PARKING SPOT NUMBER" (my mind said, what could be so difficult about this?)
Reality:
To make matters worse, I got off at the wrong station. As I furiously texted friends and family that I could not find my car, this on MY FIRST MASS TRANSIT ADVENTURE, a kind soul pointed out that there are two stations with the same name except one is North & the other South.
Outcome: A supposedly shorter trip has added 1-1/2 hours to my day.
Do they have GPS for Mass Transit Virgins?
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