There's something wrong with me

I can't explain it but one of my many quirks that make my husband and daughter shake their heads at me is the pleasure I get out of giving directions to tourists.

I swear, I love to walk around town looking for people struggling with maps in their hands and looking about quizzically. I sidle up to them, say sweetly, "Can I help you find something?" and hope that they don't ask me about something I've never heard of.

Since, it's a small town, that rarely happens and, once I get my bearings, I'm able to quickly point them in the right direction. (Yes, I point them in the right direction. This is not about messing with people.)

I get such a buzz and they're so appreciative.