Nobody’s asked me directions in at least ten years. And the last guy that did, spoke only French. He drove around Germany without a map or navigation system and asked random people in a language they were unlikely to understand. I bet he complained about how uncultured those Germans are, when he got home.
Do you also speak french? If not, that’s a lot of assumptions for a person you just briefly met.
No I don’t.
Back when I lived in the rust belt, I had a bad habit of giving directions based on things that weren’t there anymore and businesses that had long closed as if I was in my 80s instead of my teens.
turn left at the blockbusters, if you see a radio shack, you went too far into the past.
Now I want a Douglas Addams story about time travellers giving directions. even better if it tries to use time travel grammar.
Oh shit, that place sounds like something with social interactions, and I don’t do those 🫣
smartphones destroyed the asking strangers for directions industry
“You take a left at the thing, keep going until you get to that one house, then a right for about one or two or four blocks, and then a right until you to get to that one hill. Then just follow the trees.”
