I have a very embarrassing confession to make… I seriously have no sense of direction. Like, zero… I can pass the same route 50 times and still be asking, “Is it left or right again?” Yesterday, I went to visit my sister at Asaba. When I got to her junction, she came to pick me up and we went home together. After chilling for a bit, she asked me to go fill gas at the junction. I told her, “Ma’am, I may not recognize your house again oh.” She laughed and promised to escort me so I could know the road back. Ladies and gentlemen, guess who still lost her way coming back? Me. I. Winnie. Lost. I had to call her on the phone and she came to rescue me like one missing child. As if that wasn’t enough embarrassment for one day… Evening came. We went out together again. On our way back, she branched off to pick something and left me to find my way home by myself — because surely I should know it by now, right? Wrong. I majestically entered another person’s compound with full confidence. The funny part? The man I met was actually the landlord of her house! When I started describing her, he just shook his head and said, “Follow me.” That’s how this grown woman got escorted home again like a toddler. Please nobody should talk to me. I’m already ashamed of myself😔