Grrrr.. Some body

So I'm in line dance class Monday night and talking with one of the girls, J. She told me that on Saturday she went to Cape May's Oktoberfest on Jackson Street. She said she went at noon time and was only going to stay for a couple of hours. She said she left at 8:00 PM. Good grief. What did she do there for eight hours. I told her that Ocean City is having there block party this Saturday. Big Mistake. She started asking me if I was going? At what part of the Block Party do I enter for the craft show? Where I park? etc. Uh Oh. She is inviting herself. Mind you I don't mind going places with people, but not to these type of events. I hate to shop. When I shop, I know what I want, get it and leave. I don't window shop nor do I browse.



So here is what transpired.



J. - Are you going? I'll met you there?

M. - Yes. I am going, but I do not spend a lot of time there. I get there when it starts and I am gone in a couple of hours. (I didn't want to tell her that when I leave there I go to West Cape May for the Lima Bean Festival.)

J. - What street do you enter Ocean City?

M. - I don't know.

J. - What street do you turn onto?

M. - I don't know. J - I know how to get there. I don't know the names of the streets.

J. - What street do you turn onto?

M. - I do not know. I do not know the names of the streets. I just know how to get there.

J. - Well what is the name?

M. - I do not know. When I go into Ocean City, I keep going until I see a gas station on my left and a garden center on my right and turn left.

J. - Well, what's the name?

M. - I DO NOT KNOW. There is a gas station on the left and a garden center on the right. Whatever the name of the street is where these two businesses are located, that is the street I turn onto. (I am now starting to get pissed.)

J. - What way do you enter Ocean City?

M. - I don't know. I don't know the names of the streets. I just know how to get there. I think it is 34th Street, but I don't know for sure.

J. - Well where do start at the craft show?

M. - At the beginning. (Now I am pissed.)

J. - Do you start at 9th Street?

M. - Is that when you enter Ocean City and there is a Wawa and Acme? (She looked at me puzzled and I had an inner laugh. Now I am getting to her.)



AHHH. The class started and she walked away.



After class, she started again.



J. - What time to you get there?

M. - At the starting time.

J. - What street to you park on?

M. - The same street I turn on?

J. - Where on the street do you park?

M. - Where ever there is a parking space that I can fit into.

J. - Is it a wide street you turn onto?

M. - Yes.

J. - That's New Road.

M. - Okay. If you say so.

J. - Now where do you park?

M. - (Now I am really pissed off. Really. How many times do I have to say the same things.) I DON'T KNOW. WHERE EVER THERE IS A SPACE. IF I AM CLOSE TO THE BEGINNING, I PARK THERE. IF NOT I DRIVE AROUND UNTIL I FIND A SPOT. I DO NOT KNOW THE NAMES OF THE STREETS. I JUST KNOW HOW TO GET THERE. AND I DO NOT SPEND A LOT OF TIME THERE. I GO. I LOOK. I LEAVE BEFORE IT GETS TO CROWDED.



Now she is mad at me. Well good.





I told a couple of friend's this story. They couldn't believe it. They said that they think the name of the street is Wesley Avenue. Now my curiosity has gotten the better of me. So out came the map. Well the name is not New Road. Nor is it Wesley Avenue. It is West Road. Does it really matter? NO.



So this doesn't really mean anything. I was just thinking about it and thought I would share it. Aren't you glad I did?