The road less traveled certainly makes all the difference but it isn’t always the best road to take. For the first time in I don’t know how long, I got myself completely lost today. It’s hard to do in Utah, with the grid system and all, but I managed to get it done.
I was actually filling in for one of the other drivers so it’s not like I was on my regular route but for a guy like me it’s still a little embarrassing. Ryan even offered to let me take his GPS, but there was no way the Gunny was going to listen so some blinking box all day long telling me to turn right or go straight. I’ve been driving through hostile territory for the better part of my life and I never needed much more than a map and my own gut instinct so I wasn’t about to admit I needed some technological assistance today.
It officially took me 45 minutes of meandering through what seemed like the seventh circle of hell before I completely lost it. I imagine it would have been a sight to see a 70+ year-old man hollerin’ to beat the band and wailin’ on the steering wheel with both fists. Can’t say I’m proud of throwing a tantrum but don’t act like you’ve never cussed out the steering wheel when nobody was in the car to hear it.
Jenny taught me a long time ago how beneficial it can be to take a breath or two and count to ten. I might have counted to thirty but I eventually got myself under control. The call to Ryan wasn’t the proudest moment of my life either but when he explained that in Utah County the North-South coordinates change frequently as you pass from Orem to Provo and so on I got things straight. I suppose that old saying about learnin’ somethin’ new everyday is as true as ever.
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