The Road Well-Traveled

I was running late for work today and thought that I might butter up boss lady with her favorite cup o' java. I make my stop, buy the aforementioned drink and head back to the office. I turn out of the parking lot and had driven a few feet before I noticed 3 men in my rear view mirror frantically flagging for me to go to the left of the street.

THAT's when I realized that I had been driving on newly paved road.
Ugh. Only THEN do I notice the BRIGHT freaking signs that read "Wet cement. Thru traffic to the left."

Ah. Surely they didn't mean ME too?

As I negotiate toward the leftside of the street - I run into even more signs: NO. LEFT. TURNS.

No left turns? That's the only way back to my office (and may I remind you that I am the most non-directional person. Ever?) I turned on my navigation to help me find my way back to work. Eventually, I get the 2 familiar beeps indicating that the correct turn was coming up ahead. I get excited.

Yay-yess! Finally back on the right track.

I make my turn at the next light. ---- THE WRONG LIGHT. Somehow I've managed to get on the freeway... and en-route to Timbuktu.

Needless to say, I did (eventually) find my way back... but not until after I was on the road for an hour for a trip that should have only taken me 10 minutes.

Gotta love the scenic route.