Do I look like I know what I’m doing? No, seriously, do I?
There have been several times this week when someone has asked me directions, or if I know which bus they need to take, or train, or etc. I don’t know. I just started working in this town. I’ve only figured out how to get to work. I don’t know the entire bus system, or the rail line, or where your street is, or any restaurants or movie theaters or possible sites of interest.
So why would they ask me? Is it because I’m a grey haired old lady? I can get rid of the grey, but I’m stuck with the old. Do I just exude confidence and knowledge? I doubt it. If I did I could have bamboozled a hoity-toity education job out of it. Is it because I’m waiting (again, always) for the next bus/train/shuttle? That’s a possibility, I suppose.
Maybe they’re just desperate. Any port in a storm. And well, in most cases I was able to point them in the right direction usually toward the map or literature describing what they wanted to know and in one case I handed them over to the driver who knew way more than I did. I did fail in one case that I know of, but not through any fault of my own. The questioner didn’t listen to, or check out, or do what I suggested. Of course, he didn’t want to hear what I had to say; that he had to get off the train he was on and get on a different train to take him where he wanted to go. He wanted that train to take him to his destination. I couldn’t make that happen. You just can’t help some people.