Wrong Way Corrigan Had Nothing on Me

I couldn’t find my car in the parking lot at the Wilmington Amtrak station tonight. I spent 10 minutes walking around the garage thinking, ‘Gee, I don’t remember angled parking.” But it was early when I parked my car this morning. Finally, I gave up and walked to the office.

“I seem to have misplaced my car,” I told the attendant.

“Let me see your ticket,” he said. I thought maybe they cataloged the cars during the day.

“That in the parking garage on the other side of the highway,” he said.

[Blush]

You’d have to know the Wilmington station. It’s small. really small. And I remembered — belatedly — that I didn’t have to walk outside to get into the station. The one I went to required me to cross two major streets. Plus, I even tried to prepay my parking by using an automated machine. I put my ticket stub in three times to no avail. My thinking — hey, the machine must be malfunctioning. Never occurred to me that I was in a completely wrong garage.

Ugh. My sense of direction rivals Wrong Way Corrigan. Good thing my talk went well. It didn’t require me to give directions.

Posted on June 9, 2009
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  • kevin goen
    hi frank
    i stumbled across this web page and wanted to touch base. its been a long time since the good old unimark days. reading your bio you and cheryl have been quite successful. send me an email when you get a chance . i would like to catch up.

    kevin goen
  • Tami
    The Wrong way Corrigan reference made me think of the time Gilligan's island did the spoof on him with "Wrong way Feldman"...what a great episode! Haven't thought of that in years..thanks for jogging my memory on that bit of nostalgia!

    http://www.tv.com/Gilligan%27s+Island/Wrongway+...
  • I LOVED Wrong Way Feldman. That is too funny.
  • Sheryl Roche
    You didn't tell me that story last night! Were you afraid that I would say -"Frank!"
  • You got it. I told you the part about the train going slowly, but was too
    hot and tired to talk about not finding my car. ;-)
  • There's an app for that. When stuff like that happens to me, and it does , I convince myself that it is because I have so much going on that I have simply exceeded my brain's capacity for storing information. it sounds better than "I forgot". I liked your idea of taking a photo of the marker in the garage. But I have yet to do it.
  • did you used to take a cellphone photo of your parking location? what happened to that plan?
  • Fail on my part. I didn't take the picture. Yikes.
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