Since I have known you all for a while, I feel it's time you knew about my problem. Yes, gentle readers, I have P.G.E.D. "Parking Garage Exit Disorder".
You see, the parking garage here at work has 2 entrance/exits on different levels. There's one I use every day as it takes me to the road I need for the day's journey home and the other one, well, it's just not the right one.
Each day, I come to work and use the entrance on Level 2 in the garage. I follow the same path each day to my preferred place, it may be a different floor (usually 4 or 6), but I always park in the same area. I come in, go up the ramp, make a right turn, go to the top of that ramp and make a another right turn and then I continue to go up the levels by making left turns until I find a spot. At first, I was exiting that way also, but it occured to me that most people weren't exiting on the same path I was and their way seemed quicker.
Following the "exit" signs takes you on a left turn path all the way down, yet when I'd get to 2, the entrance I used would be mysteriously gone and I'd somehow end up on 1. Occasionally, I'd experiment with all left turn on the way out and try taking a right on 2, but with the same results. I have therefore concluded that someone moves the second floor entrance/exit during the day.
So, I'd go back to retracing my entrance path to get out in the afternoons so as to end up on 2 and everything was copacetic. Recently, however, "they're" back to moving the 2nd floor entrance as, for no good reason, I have been taking my same path and ending up on 1. I have not changed my exit route yet I am suddenly getting different results. It's freaky.
Why, I've been working here and using this garage for nearly 4 years, why do you ask? (Stay tuned for my forthcoming post about, "Changing Tenses in Mid-Paragraph For No Particular Reason").
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Heehee! Just bustin' on ya! I suffer from PGED myself!
I hate it when that happens.
Work frequently takes me to the NJ University of Med. (UMDNJ) parking garage (6 levels). Every time I come out of the building they have moved my car, not only to another level, but to the other side of the building. (once I was sure it was truely stollen) Then, when I exit ~ I come out on the wrong street!
Parking garages freak me out. Today I'll have to park in one for the first time in years. I'm so not looking forward to it - all the driving in circles makes me want to yak.
I'm with Iki. Except it makes me want to hork.
Have you tried bread crumbs?
I have this P.G.E.D. too, glad you named it. If you have ever parked at NCI you probably already know this is a site than can precipitate a severe attack. I once parked on a mysterious, seemingly-shifting level when I came to work late after a dentist appointment, and there were only a few spaces available. I required help from several security officers to find my car at the end of the day! :-O :-O Had another attack last Friday night in the garage of building our office just moved to. . . I think the hypoglycemic state I tend to be in at the end of the day is a risk factor.
I don't like parking garages because people are always murdered there in cop shows! It just gives me a creepy feeling. I'd rather park 5 miles away and walk, than use a parking garage.
I am directionaly (is that a word?) impaired. At a nearby large mall, there are two identical parking ramps, one on the west side of the building, and the other on the east side. (Or is it north and south sides, I don't remember.) Anyway, invariably, I always end up at the wrong parking ramp trying to intelligently look for my car.
Golly Suzi how nice of you to mention that. So glad I don't have to park in one :)
Sounds like the Twilight Zone!
Don't even get me started on all my "parking" disorders! ROFL... I can't parallel park and I've been driving for 17 years.