Dude, where's … you know
There's something about corporate parking lots that I don't like. Sure, they get the job done. But they leave much to be desired. It's like the companies have already spent so much money on the workspace that the parking space becomes an afterthought.
Think about amusement parks and their parking lots. Wide rows, areas distinguished by color (blue — "You are in the Papa Smurf lot"), perhaps some guided walkways. There's no way you can get lost in these places. The parks don't want you having a bad end to your day of amusement.
Employers, however, could care less. You've probably had a bad day at work anyway. Why try to cheer you up before an inevitably worse tomorrow?
So, I blame Corporate America for my difficulty finding my car every afternoon. After eight hours in CNN Center, including lunch in the atrium's faux outdoors, my day concludes with searching the parking lot. Luckily, I park in the same row every day, so that makes my task easier. But God help me the day I forget the row.
