So today was interesting. That's probably the best way to put it. For my JTerm class (printmaking) I was supposed to go to a local hospital to teach a few doctors about printmaking. At the end of the month my class is going to do collaborative prints with these doctors at the Roanoke Carilion Memorial Hospital. We (me, and two other classmates) were to meet with our group of doctors today. Things didn't work out that well.
We somehow ended up at the wrong hospital. We were at Roanoke Carilion Community Hospital instead of the Memorial Hospital. The gps we followed directed us to arrive at Carilion Community Hospital. Strangely enough, everything our professor described about the parking garage, the underground path, and the building "all of glass" were also at the Community hospital so we thought we were at the right place. We entered the hospital on a side where it didn't give the full name and inside the hospital all it was was Carilion Hospital so we didn't think much of it. We waited in the conference room in the cafeteria for about 15 mins till we started to get an inkling that we were in the wrong place. I noticed out the window that the name of the hospital was Carilion Community and not Carilion Memorial. We looked through our phones to see if we could contact someone in the class but we didn't have their numbers. Then we found our professor's number on the school's directory which turned out to be her office number and not her cell. It was at that point we had all agreed we should have gotten her cell number before we left.
At this point, Julie (one of my classmates) and I went back down to her car to get my notebook and the directions to see which hospital we were supposed to go to. I had written down the name of the hospital from class and the directions had the name. It was the Carilion Memorial; we were confused at this point as to why her gps took us to the wrong hospital even though we had the address right (i watched Julie punch in the street name and i double checked before she confirmed it). I grabbed the directions out of the car and we went back up to the lobby where Julie called Katie (our other classmate) to come down. I then ran three streets down Jefferson to see if we could find the turn we were supposed to take and noticed there were a lot of other Carilion Hospitals on the street. So I get back to the hospital and meet up with Katie and Julie before getting back into her car and driving down Jefferson. That is when we found the Memorial Hospital at the very end but at this point it was 12:50 - 12:55 and we felt that you would have already left and we were kind of too embarrassed to go in.
At that point, now that we knew where the hospital was and looked like (i took a picture of the hospital), we ended up driving back to school and I sat down and typed out an explanatory email to our professor about not appear. Turns out, she was okay with everything. She was just worried that something had happened to us when we didn't arrive.
So long story short: we should have gotten our professor's phone number and we ended up at the wrong place by accident.
This in turn caused us to have a great story to tell. Julie and I found the whole thing pretty amusing. On our way back we ended up taking a long route back to campus which caused us to see new parts of Downtown Roanoke so it wasn't a total waste.
It definitely was a an eventful day.
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you." - Walt Whitman