Sometimes, during breaks and lunches, I walk outside in work town. Since I only like to go outside between May and September, I have to fit all my walking into those months.
Work town is a bit different from swim town. Not really a tourist area. Although it does have the only basilica in Maine.
However, I still get asked for directions. As I walked between the mills one day this week, a woman in a very small car accompanied by a very large white dog, pulled up and asked if I knew how to get to a certain doctor's office. The medical center is a few blocks up the street, but I took a guess and asked if she wanted the dermatologist office, since it is in the actual mill. I was right. I directed her around to the front of the building.
Two days later, as I walked down the sidewalk, a very large old station wagon pulled a u turn and pulled up next to me to ask where a certain address on the street was.
Apparently I just look like the kind of person who is not lost and gives good directions.
I know my office address o the street, and that's about it. But then she asked where the dermatologist office was.
I pointed across the street and told her the building number.
Clearly, the dermatologist needs to give better directions to their new patients.
I'm thinking of charging the dermatologist a fee.
36 minutes ago