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You Are Here

Story ID:3677
Written by:Michael Timothy Smith (bio, link, contact, other stories)
Story type:Story
Location:Fort Lee NJ USA
Year:2008
Person:Me
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You Are Here

As some of you may know, I was laid off from my job
a few weeks ago. This story was spawned by this
horrible turn of events.

I could use all the prayers I can get to find work
fast.

Mike

You Are Here

Ginny and I rode the subway from Brooklyn to Manhattan. We exited the tunnel,
burst into bright sunshine, and began to cross the Manhattan Bridge into lower
Manhattan. Through the windows, we watched the city grow larger. Skyscrapers
stretched to the scattered clouds above them. It was intimidating – miles of buildings – a
wall of concrete and glass.

The river fell below and behind us. We plunged underneath the city and to our
transfer point at West 4TH street. We walked off the train and looked around. The station
had three levels of tracks – all underground. “Which way do we go?” I asked.

We climbed the stairs to the next level. Ginny pointed. “Look! There’s a subway
map over there.” Ginny pointed.

“I see it.”

We walked up to the six-foot high display with the map of the New York City
subway on it. Colored lines, indicating the various subway lines, crisscrossed the map.
It looked like someone had spilled multicolored spaghetti over the face of it. I found the
dark orange line that marked the “D” train we’d rode from Brooklyn and followed it with
my finger.

“What are you doing?” Ginny asked.

“I’m trying to find this station on the map.”

“Do you think that big red circle with the ‘You are here’ sign in the middle might
be a clue?”

“Oh! You could be right.” We burst into hysterics.

That moment has been a joke between us for years. Whenever I’m upset over
something I can’t find, Ginny says, “Do you think the big red circle might be a clue.”
We laugh again. I relax and find my goal.

I recently lost my job. As I search the internet for work, I wonder where my map
is. Which way do I go from here? Where’s the red circle with the arrow telling me, “You
are here”.

Michael T. Smith