I have one ditsy moment. I'm a fairly intelligent gal. But one time, there was this guy who wanted to take me out to a movie. I said, sure, why not. I don't date - I mean, I do group outings with a bazillion friends. But, that one time, I just couldn't find anybody else wanting to go at such short notice. So, it was just him and me. He wanted to pick me up and I didn't want to - I wanted to just meet him at the theater, but he insisted. So, I said sure why not. Then I told him how to get to my apartment. For some insane reason, I told him to turn LEFT instead of RIGHT into my apartment building - turning left leads to another apartment building with different building numbers, so he drove around and around trying to find my apartment and he couldn't. So, he call me on the phone and ask me again how to get to my place, and I said again - turn LEFT. Both apartments have almost the same name (same as the street name) except one is Villas... Anyway, after an hour of looking and looking he finally figured to just try the RIGHT side and found my apartment in a flash. When I opened the door, he took my left arm and said, THAT is left, THIS is right. I felt like such a ditz! We missed the movie, of course, so he just stopped to say Hi, spent an hour infront of my TV and jetted, never to be seen again. I don't blame him really... And I still think that my subconscious really didn't want to go out on a date so it keeps on messing my conscious brain up! At least it's an acceptable excuse for my airheadedness...
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