Rooftop Baseball
Jun. 12th, 2025 11:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
billroperMy financial advisor was good enough to arrange a trip to a Wrigley Field rooftop tonight. I met up with Sam there and we had a fine time watching the baseball game and chatting about all sorts of things. Then Sam departed to go home and I discovered that I had managed to miss the instructions about where the bus would be to take us back out to Schaumburg, which was where my car was.
Well, if I waited for someone I recognized to come out of the building, I could probably get some information. And I figured it wouldn't hurt to try emailing someone, which I did. Anyway, I hung out there until my advisor came out and I asked him. But *he* had not come on the bus. Oops.
But he did have the number of the woman who was the organizer, so he called her and reported "Irving Park and Sheffield". I thanked him and set out toward Irving Park Rd., following my usual path back up Seminary, because that leads to where the school buses are for the shuttle back to remote parking.
Arriving at Irving Park, I figured that the *right* place for the bus to be was somewhere west on the south side of Irving Park where buses go, as opposed to east towards Sheffield where -- to the best of my knowledge -- there's no place to be parking buses. So I lit out to the west and eventually found the right bus.
There were only two people on the bus when I got there. They had left in the eighth inning.
Meanwhile, many people were now trying to make sure that Bill did not miss the bus. And all of them found that I had gotten to the bus before they did. :)
I have always had a good sense of direction. But it does help to listen to the instructions.
And then disregard the instructions when it turns out that they aren't *quite* right. :)
Well, if I waited for someone I recognized to come out of the building, I could probably get some information. And I figured it wouldn't hurt to try emailing someone, which I did. Anyway, I hung out there until my advisor came out and I asked him. But *he* had not come on the bus. Oops.
But he did have the number of the woman who was the organizer, so he called her and reported "Irving Park and Sheffield". I thanked him and set out toward Irving Park Rd., following my usual path back up Seminary, because that leads to where the school buses are for the shuttle back to remote parking.
Arriving at Irving Park, I figured that the *right* place for the bus to be was somewhere west on the south side of Irving Park where buses go, as opposed to east towards Sheffield where -- to the best of my knowledge -- there's no place to be parking buses. So I lit out to the west and eventually found the right bus.
There were only two people on the bus when I got there. They had left in the eighth inning.
Meanwhile, many people were now trying to make sure that Bill did not miss the bus. And all of them found that I had gotten to the bus before they did. :)
I have always had a good sense of direction. But it does help to listen to the instructions.
And then disregard the instructions when it turns out that they aren't *quite* right. :)