This morning a woman came into the festival office and needed directions -- she was trying to help her friend drive to a local Portland clinic in the downtown area for a pain shot.
There was NO WAY to give her directions -- it was just too complicated to explain! So Marilyn told Jenny (the friend) that she'd drive there and they could follow her.
I went as Marilyn's 'navigator' (following printed out instructions) -- but there have been so many changes recently in that area that our map and directions were WRONG! We stopped briefly at a local Fred Meyer parking lot to talk to them both. I got the phone number for the clinic so I could call and tell them the woman would be late for her appointment.
It was frustrating on the phone -- the woman insisted it was 'EASY' (!!!) to find. And she gave us the same WRONG instructions that the two women we were helping had already been given.
These women live a long way from downtown Portland. And if even we -- who are in downtown all the time -- can't find this place, why would the clinic mislead them into thinking it was going to be 'easy' to find?
Anyway, Alice Peyton (fondly known as 'Cookie' by her friend) and her friend Jenny DID make it there -- because Marilyn didn't give up! And I helped as much as I could. The directions would have had us turning the wrong way on one way streets, for the record, but we managed to figure out not to do that. (grin)
You know, it was a GREAT way to start our day! And it made the festival look pretty good, too -- because those women will be remembering that they went into our building and someone there cared enough to direct them.
All in all a delightful and rewarding experience. (And I'm always very proud of Marilyn, who is the kind of person who does things like this...)