And now for your pleasure, I'll share a horror story. A while ago, during an ill-advised late night road trip to the Cape, some friends and I became horribly lost in a town called Dennis. As we drove along, we kept passing by a remarkably familiar sign. "Welcome to Dennis" it said in happy script. The weird thing, we kept passing this sign in spite of never having taken a turn. We just kept traveling down the same strip of road and kept passing the same cheery sign welcoming us to a town we never intended to be in in the first place. We began to panic.
After about the sixth time past this sign, a helpful town police officer who had been watching us do our laps stopped us. When he walked over to the car and asked if there was a problem, all of us said in one voice, "How do we get out of Dennis??"
He laughed. "You'd be surprised how often this happens."