OOOhhh..Two weeks ago I was due to deliver a cake about 55 minutes away. Got the address in the GPS, drove the 39 miles of country roads to the next county and pulled into the country club where I was to deliver. I was about an hour before the reception was to start, Perfect! Only when I got in the door and spoke to the manager to ask where the cake table was he said "There is no wedding reception here tonight."
I'm sure I must have turned white as a sheet because I just KNEW I was about to hurl. He was a gem and looked up all the country clubs in the county and let me use the phone in his office to call around..and none of them knew what I was talking about either! Everyone had to have heard me mumbling , "Oh NO Oh NO Oh NO!" under my breath as I whizzed out of the building. By this time I had one half hour until the start of the reception. I raced out to the car and started pouring over my notes! I had typed in the wrong name of the country club which was now 25 minutes away!
So over the river and through the woods, and about 5 small towns and thank goodness my Hubby was driving that day because I was close to freaking totally out. (I have a fear of being late, always have had, I dream about it etc .Kookoo, oh well,) He hit every bump and stop light while I called the correct country club to explain my snaffu (didn't hand out the real reason I was going to be late, stupidity) they met me at the door and the cake table was just inside. 4 minutes to spare! *4*.
B&G were still getting pictures and no one cared that I walked in last minute. Except me. Learning experience for sure!