On Tuesday I travelled up to Auckland for the spontaneous interview I mentioned in my last post. Despite Google map-ing my entire journey and noting important details like which exit to take and what streets I needed to turn down, I managed to get lost. No, lost is the wrong word. I knew where I was (sort of), and where I needed to go, I just couldn’t work out how to get there.
My sense of direction and navigational abilities are certainly not my strongest points. I’m fairly certain that if you took a penguin, blindfolded it, spun it around ten times and asked it to find its way home, its navigational skills would still be better than mine. If I get this job, I’ve resolved to buy myself a GPS thingy.
My detour around the city resulted in me arriving a little later than I would have liked, and with the stress of trying to find the right way, I hadn’t been visualising myself a parking space. I drove around the block a few times looking for somewhere suitable to park, but the only space available was in a pay and display area, and I could not for the life of me see anywhere to pay. Eventually, after a few more unsuccessful loops around the block, I realised I was going to have to take this space.
As I was gathering up my belongings I noticed a woman walking in my direction with a parking slip in her hand. I was so distracted trying to see where she had come from that I got a bit of a fright when I realised she had stopped right next to my car.
As I wound down my window she asked if I would like to use her parking slip. Her plans had just changed so she no longer needed it, and it still had an hour and a half left on it. I thanked her, she said it was no problem, and left me to go to my interview.
I can’t help but laugh every time something like this happens. It feels like more than a coincidence, and I’m choosing to see it as a sign of the Universe in action.
More positive energy sent your way! Can't hurt, right?
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