Shout out to Corporate America

After class today I realized I need some crucial items for my first clinical day of the quarter-- namely, a clipboard and some gum. I decided that the best place to find these and other, questionably necessary items was Target. So I called Kelly and we decided to meet there. I was inside when Kelly called to tell me she had arrived.

"I'm coming in the entrance on the left," said Kelly.

"When you're looking at Target from the outside?" I asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you walking in right now?"

"Yeah I'm walking in through the doors. I'm by the candy section."

"Huh. I don't see you...."

"I'm wearing orange pants."

"ummm"

"I'm hopping up and down and waving."

"Okay I'm going over by the doors... Is there another entrance to this Target?"

"Actually, I think there is one. But I'm going to go to the restroom, do you want to just meet there? It's by the pharmacy."

"Perfect. See you there."

5 minutes later....

"Where are you now?"

"Uh, standing outside the restroom."

"That's where I am!"

"You're at the Daly City Target, right?"

"Yeah."

"The one right off Serramonte?"

"Yeah."

"Are you in a parallel universe??"

We eventually figured out that I had accidentally gone to the Target in Colma, instead of Daly City. It was an honest mistake seeing as these two Targets are located less than a mile away from one another and have the same freeway exit. I don't even know what to think about that.