Absolutely Mortifying.

It's only 10:30AM here in Cincinnati, and I've embarrassed myself enough for the entire year.

Maybe I am being dramatic.

Okay. I am.

Anyway. 

This morning I agreed to meet my uncle down at the metal-making foundry so that we could shoot some footage for the iMovie we are making about the company.

"Do you know how to get there?" He had asked in an email from last night.

Confidently, I had replied, "Nope! But I'll just Mapquest it."

You know, like no big deal.

This morning, I drove out west to Indiana in search of Randall Avenue.

I drove around for half an hour and NEVER FOUND RANDALL AVENUE.

I pulled over and tried to send an email from my Blackberry. Of course it didn't work because these things happen whenever you actually need something the most.

I then called my mom and explained to her how lost I was and asked for my uncle's cell phone number so I could at least send him a quick text explaining what had happened.

Unbeknownst to me, my mom provided me with the wrong number.

I then drove to the hospital to visit my grandma, turning my phone off. 

An hour or so after I had arrived at the hospital, I told my grandma I should probably check my phone and see if my uncle had responded.

I HAD SIX MISSED CALLS!!!!!!

Everyone was worried sick about me down at the company. They thought something awful had happened since I had never shown up and no one could get ahold of me. They even called the salon I work at to see if they knew where I was at.

I felt, and still feel, absolutely terrible to have caused so many people so much distress this morning. I also like to be known as a dependable person, and this morning made me look like such a ditz.

I am so embarrassed.

This is what I look like.