I ate dinner, set up my computer, checked email and decided to confirm directions and starting time for the next day’s field day, only to discover that I was a day early. Next day’s field day was day after next.
I checked my calendars—calendar app on my phone and Outlook calendar on my computer. Both indicated that on this particular day I was a complete and total idiot who can read neither a map nor a calendar.
I was faced with the prospect of a day with absolutely nothing to do. I zapped off an email to Vic Schoonover, a good friend who does media work for North Texas Kansas Oklahoma Cotton, and asked if he had a suggestion for an interview. He did. I spent the next afternoon interviewing a gin manager in Carnegie, Oklahoma. Turned into a pretty good story, if I may say so myself.
I still felt like an idiot.