As I was walking from the parking lot to the library for work, a man driving by stopped and asked me where “Hornback” was. (Just a note: I’m constantly being asked for directions. I must look like I know where I’m going.) I told him that to get to Hornbake he would need to turn around and go right and it would be on his left before he got to the traffic circle. Then I said there was a courtyard outside the library perpendicular to the road. He gave me a blank look. “So, I go that way and go right?” Sigh. “Yep,” I say.