An hour isn’t too bad, it depends on why you got distracted. With me I literally miss the turn off every single time. I just keep driving and keep jamming away to my music and bam! Lost.
Gosh, you’re preaching to the choir. On the rare occasions they do let me borrow their car they pre-rid any music from the cabin for safety purposes. I mean, I guess I did almost crash the car mid guitar solo one time but I still think their punishment is a bit intense. Not that they’re smart enough to realize that my iPhone does the same job. Anyhow, yeah, well no. I wanted to get Beau a housewarming present but because it was late and nothing was open I had to drive a mile out of town to the nearest Ikea. Then they didn’t have what I wanted in stock and ugh. It was just a lot of hubub. But luckily my other, er, present sufficed.
Congratulations on actually getting there! My sense of direction would have had me lost!
We share even more in common then. I was an hour late. But I’m not sure whether or not that was because I actually did get lost or if I just got slightly distracted on the way.
Ladies and gentlemen the perks of being a pre-eighteen year old.
Karen Gillan and Noel Clarke at the London premiere of Star Trek: Into Darkness