The Wegmans
January 24, 2010 – 11:19 pmThis past weekend, my wife, my sister (and her awesome dog), and I drove up to spend the weekend with my sister’s fiance who lives in Jersey City. My wife and I had tickets to see Wicked on Saturday and we’ve never taken advantage of the convenience of my future brother-in-law’s apartment.
On our way to New Jersey, about 10 minutes after getting on the Turnpike – over an hour from home – my wife puts her head in her hands, shakes her head, and laments, “Oh no!” She realized that, in the confusion of making sure the kids had everything they needed to stay at my parents’ house for the weekend, she forgot to pack underwear and socks for herself.
We weren’t in any rush and my sister was sure there was a Wegmans grocery store just off Exit 4. We decided that we’d pick up dinner at Wegmans and try to find a nearby Target or Kohls, so my wife could buy underwear and socks. Since we weren’t exactly sure where the Wegmans was located, I handed my awesome Motorola Droid to my sister to find it on Google Maps. She typed in “Wegmans” and told my phone to navigate us there.
When we got to Exit 4, the Droid said that we were about 10 minutes away. We started driving and something kind of felt off to me, but I ingored my gut and we continued to let the Droid guide us. As we got closer, the Droid told me to turn left — into an active adult community. We all commented that seemed strange. My wife surmised that we were cutting through the community to get to Wegmans and she was jealous that this community had a Wegmans within walking distance.
Two turns later, it was pretty clear where the Droid was taking us. It wasn’t taking us to Wegmans, the grocery store. It was guiding us to The Wegmans, who happen to live in the active adult community that we were driving through!!! I pulled the car over because we were all laughing so hard. We considered knocking on their door, but decided that we shouldn’t bother them.
After we composed ourselves, I used the Droid and was a little more explicit in our Google Maps request. I asked for “Wegmans Grocery”. Thankfully, The Wegmans only lived about 10 minutes from Wegmans and we were happy to find that it was conveniently located next to Target.
Side Note: My wife doesn’t usually read my blog or any blog for that matter. As soon as these events started to unfold, I knew that I would be documenting it here. As we were walking into Wegmans, still laughing about the situation, my wife says, “I wish we had a place to write this down, so we’ll remember it.” I said, “Are you kidding?” She realized and said, “Oh yeah, you can put this in your blob.”
