What's the most lost you've ever been?

-- Anonymous, March 04, 2001

Answers

lost as in 'what's going on' or lost as in really lost; can't find your way to the mall lost?

I remember the most lost literally was in cleveland when we ended up in the ghetto district. it took us like a whole day to get out of there!!

and if it's in the other term of "lost" ..I've been there plenty of times. I'm always in the dark. the last one to know!

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

Many times, when I am just NOT in the mood to take a bus, I'll just walk, presuming i know where I'm going, and I'll end up on a 2 hour walk. I eventually get where I need to, often I do know where I'm going, but more often than not, I miscalculate how long it'll take to get there.

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

I've wound up in Vienna twice without meaning to. The first time was going to the Borders in Fairfax City to see my friend play his guitar, and it took me an hour to find my way. It didn't help that my friend just didn't have a clue. The second time, I was going to work at the Mill, missed me exit, and showed up there again. I didn't get as lost since I was in a residential type place, but there were NO U-turns. That was wrong. U-turns should be available at every opportunity. (=

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

before i could drive on the freeway, i had to take the streets to get everywhere, so whenever i'd go to the mall, id ALWAYS get lost coming back home.... the first time, the directions my grandma gave me told me to go LEFT when i had to go RIGHT... second time, i was trying to find a street that didnt EXIST where i was... gawd.

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

My friend JuJuB once went to Florida on accident three times in one day. Now THAT'S impressive. Another friend I know was living in Texas, got drunk one night, and woke up in Kansas.

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

I have to hold the title of the person who gets lost the most. I can always figure out a new, intriguing way that leads me in the wrong direction. But the most lost I've ever been was trying to go to Costa Mesa. I took all the wrong freeways and ended up like an hour and a half away, going through a crapload of South Orange County cities. Then another time I went to freeways that I never even HEARD of. That's pretty bad.

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

I find getting lost can be educational. Usually. Whenever I'm trying to go somewhere new, I always make at least 2 wrong turns and I get lost at least once. With a map. :) It's kinda sad, really.

-- Anonymous, March 05, 2001

My boyfriend sent me to KFC to get some chicken. KFC is a three minute drive from our apartment, and we've been there at least a dozen times. However, I know that I can screw just about anything up, so I took his cell phone just in case I got lost.

And, naturally, I did get lost. I didn't see the road name until it was too late, and I missed my turn. But, I ended up on a familiar road, so I decided to keep driving in case there was a KFC on that road, too. So I kept driving. And driving. And driving. Suddenly, there were no more shopping centers and I was on a dark, empty road and there was absolutely nowhere to turn around. I started crying hysterically and called my BF.

He told me to calm down and just turn around when I got the chance. Finally, I did get the opportunity to turn around. I drove for awhile, and it turned out that I was on a completely different road than the one I had been driving on. I started crying and called BF again.

"Read some signs," he told me. So I did. "You're on the Baltimore- Washington Parkway!" he exclaimed. "How the fuck did you get there?"

I cried harder. He told me to take the next exit and stop at a gas station.

I exited and found the nearest gas station, but I still had no idea where I was. I sat in the car and breathed deeply until I could speak without wimpering. Finally, I got out of the car, BF still on the cell phone.

"Okay, what do I ask?" I asked him. "Ask how to get back to 198. Then you'll know where you are. Or at least I'll know where you are." So I walked up to the guy at the gas station and asked him. "198...?" He asked. "I'm not familiar with 198." "He doesn't KNOW 198!" I said to BF. "Ask him where you are." "Where am I?" I asked, sounding very 5-ish. He told me, and I told BF. "Okay," BF said, "I'm looking at a map...That's not even ON my map. I'm getting a bigger map." By now, a 300-pound woman with "Meat is Murder" bumper stickers had pulled in. I walked over and asked if SHE knew where 198 is. And she did! She pointed me in the right direction. I got back in the car and was on my merry way. I had gotten lost for 45 minutes and driven over 20 miles away from home while trying to get to the KFC (which I had been to before!) just down the street. Beat that. ;)

-- Anonymous, March 06, 2001

Well a few weeks ago I decided to visit my best friend at the Univ of Vermont. I started my drive from southeastern MA and then got all the way to Cape Cod before I realized I'd took the wrong highway. Needless to say, that trip too me far longer than it should have. Hehe. :)

-- Anonymous, March 06, 2001

About a year ago, I was driving back from the airport, and I took the wrong overpass at this interchange we Atlantans call "spaghetti junction" (and for good reason. There are about six or seven overpasses crossing each other. It's really a sight). Anyway, I took the wrong overpass and ended up in Atlanta's biggest Mexican ghetto. I was trying to get back on the highway, but I missed the ramp back to I-285 (or was it I-85?) -- twice! My roommate was in the car with me, singing "The Thong Song" all the while. This really did not help.

-- Anonymous, March 06, 2001

Trying to get home from a DECA competition last year...Jenee was driving and we had to get to Marshall HS. So we leave the mall where we were competing, and are supposed to hit route 7...instead, we keep going straight. Wrong idea. Marshall HS is 5 minutes away from Tyson's, it took us 1 1/2 hrs to get there. This is after we got to Marshall ES, got directions, got lost again, almost hit a man crossing the street in a wheelchair, got directions and then proceeded to stop every 5 minutes to make sure we will still headed in the right direction.

We also had someone in the backseat singing The Thong Song. It didn't help us, either.

-- Anonymous, March 06, 2001

I've gotten lost and all, but it doesn't top my friend's story, so I'll share that:

A few years ago, he was visiting family in Europe. At the airport, he was waiting and struck up a conversation with this girl, who also turned out to be an American. Who knows what happened next? She was pretty, he's a flirt who wasn't paying attention...he asked her where she was flying to, and he thought she said "New York." Turned out, she had said "Newark"...as in, New Jersey. So he happily got in line with her, and you can guess the rest.

His family made fun of him for weeks.

-- Anonymous, March 06, 2001

Well, my brother n' I were driving to see my Aunt and cousins in the northern part of South Carolina... We totally missed our exit and when we finally figured it out we were almost to Georgia. My brainiac brother figured instead of backtracking that we'd cut acroos the state using backroads. He plotted a course on his map and we took off... I swear to God, on the roads we took there was a different Church every 2 miles. I've never been so scared in my life! We finally arrived and we knew we were at the right spot cause our Aunt told us to look for goats in the yard which she kept as pets...

-- Anonymous, March 07, 2001

What is the Thong song?

-- Anonymous, March 12, 2001

It's a song about thongs. Deep. It's by Sisqo. Or however you spell it.

-- Anonymous, March 12, 2001