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September 01, 2005
Directions
I knew my mom was coming to stay a few days at my house to avoid spending time at home with my dad after he was released from the looney bin. She'd never been to Baltimore before so I told her to call me once she got near the city so I could guide her to my house.
I wasn't surprised to get a call from her, I was expecting it. Still, she did surprise me.
"I'm here."
"Here, where?"
"Baltimore. But I need directions to your house."
"Where are you in Baltimore?"
"I don't know on 40."
"On 40 where?"
"I don't know. I'm in a pretty shady looking area."
"Mom, that could be anywhere in the city. I asked you to call me from outside the city -- like when you knew wherre you were."
"I'm on 40 somewhere. There's a bar on the corner."
"Ok. A shady area of town with a bar on the corner. Take a right to get to my house. -- Mom. You could be anywhere."
"It's Jerry's Bar."
"Oh. Jerry's bar."
"Ok, where do I go from here."
"I have no clue. If you're on 40 did you go through downtown yet?"
"No."
"Ok, well, keep going you need to go through downtown."
"No, I mean I'm not on 40."
"I thought you said you were."
"Yeah, well it just didn't look right."
"So you have no idea where you are or where you're going and your taking random roads?"
I'll have to ask her how one goes about getting someone committed.
Posted by calculatoronfire at September 1, 2005 12:52 PM
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Your mom sounds like my mom when it comes to directions. I've never known anyone else who can turn into a driveway, then back out of it and not know which way she came from.
Posted by: Karla at September 3, 2005 07:32 PM
every mother is crazy. :) good thing, otherwise how could they love us? that forgetting thing also makes them forget what bad kids we were.
Posted by: d2ana at September 5, 2005 04:30 PM