Yeah, you know, that one. But this time it turned out a little different. Instead of getting to school and not knowing where to go, I only couldn’t find my locker. There was a bulletin board that had a list of everyone’s locker number, but next to my name it said “3900 something”. In the room where the lockers were, there were bajillions of lockers, and all I knew was that mine was “3900 something”. Great. Thanks for that. But somehow I got to all my classes and knew where everything was. Strange.