I wanted to share this with you all because it is so funny - and seems so Cali - forn - i a!!!! as Richard would say.

The day I was released from the hospital I had to have an ambulance take me home. I have steps into my home I cannot negotiate yet and my brother couldn't lift me.

So, I am in the ambulance and can see outside. Right before he gets to my street he makes a strange turn - but I say nothing. Then he drives right on by the other way you can get to my home. So I said - you have passed the street to my home. He responds with "LADY, I AM USING MY GPS!"

Now of course, what do I know as opposed to the GPS. Having lived here for 33 years doesn't give you full knowledge over a GPS.

So we keep driving and now I know we have a serious problem. I say
something again and now the guy is irritated - he says "you live at
540 NORTH - right?" Uh, no.................it is 240 SOUTH!!!"

Hmm, so the attendant and the driver do some comparisons on their paperwork and it turns out neither one of them have the right address or zip code. So now they pay attention to me and drive me to my home.
I was pretty relieved to find myself in my own living room and watch Mutt and Jeff drive away laughing their heads off.