There were a few times up to the age of 13 that I ended up in the wrong classroom due to timetable confusion but after that, the closest was the first day at university where there were two buildings with the same name, and I picked the wrong one. I had the weirdest feeling I was in the wrong place, but I was early and sat in the empty lobby for a really long time unsure of what to do hoping something would happen before I’d have to go wandering around again.
Someone else turned up who was equally lost and I explained the situation. Ended up making a friend to team up with to try to find the right building, which we did.
I still wonder if I would have ended up in the same friend group I’d got the right building in the first place.
Anyway, at least I didn’t get laughed at for that one.
I don’t think you’d be a proper freshman if you didn’t have some moments of being lost. Two things to remember - everyone who is watching you try to figure it out has been there before, and more importantly, most probably aren’t even watching you, they’re in their own world.
Once in Uni, I had a class switch rooms, but I was still using the old schedule
It wasn’t until the wrong prof came in and started talking about math that I realized “this isn’t my CompSci 210”
I like that his eyebrows are also windshield wiping.
This would have been funnier without the last two panels. Leaving the conclusion to imagination is usually better.
