That basically describes my morning today. Everyone I called had no idea how to direct me to my destination. It was 6:30 a.m, maybe they were still asleep. I dunno. Did I mention my destination was to my job? My new job!? Yes sirree. So, needless to say, not only was I panicking because I was lost, I was also anxious because I did not want to be late to a job I just started last week.
Anyhoo, I finally reached my long-time friend, Gloria, of many, many years (she's more like a sis) who answered her phone in a laryngitis tone. Through her hoarse voice, she managed to calm me down and direct me straight to the Turnpike. It was smooth sailing after that. She was there to the rescue. I was 30 minutes late to work, but hey, sh**t happens.
As I lay my head to rest and my soul to sleep, I realize I didn't even ask how she lost her voice. I gotta give her a call. Today I am grateful for my long-time friend Gloria! My hero for the day.
You should know the drill by now :)