Conventional Wisdom

Bonus points if you really, honestly thought you were giving totally accurate information at the time, but then realized you horrifically misspoke ten seconds after the guy was out of earshot.

But seriously, after all the pages I’ve done about me getting lost, anyone who asks me for directions deserves to be wherever they end up.

(Historical Notes: I’ve only gotten worse with this over time.  I don’t think my brain has ever truly retained any information about where locations are in relation to each other, just vague recollections of what sequence of turns I took to get there.)