I am sorry to report that I have no super ridiculous grocery shopping story to humor you with. It wasn't perfect but the driver did EVENTUALLY park in the right spot. It only took him 25 minutes from the time we entered the garage. I was ready with map in hand and pointed to where he needed to park in the garage. I was determined to not have to carry my full grocery cart down two flights of stairs again! He basically brushed off my attempts since Darron's boss had explained where he needed to park. We got to the garage and he showed the attendant my map, and asked him where he needed to go. The attendant pointed into the parking garage.
Ummm......REALLY? We pulled in and the driver started driving around the -1 floor. Now, I had pointed to my map and showed him IN RUSSIAN where it said Floor 1 and he said Da. (yes). WHY he was driving around Floor -1 I don't know. I wish I had looked up how to say "I am going to open a can of WHOOP ass on you" in Russian. Every time we saw a door he stopped the car and pointed. I kept saying "Nyet" (no) and proceeded to act out (with sound effects) myself pushing the grocery cart and where he needed to be when I left the store. I thought my acting skills were Grammy worthy but not so much. So I told him to exit (in Russian believe it or not!) and thankfully he did. On the way out a big light bulb appeared over his head and he started driving around garage floor 1. That's when I saw the correct entrance! Yay! I am starting to recognize more items and shopping is starting to become a little easier.
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