My wife and I have learned to give directions in the other person's language, or at least to acknowledge the other's limitations. But sometimes we still get it wrong.
Three weeks ago, my wife was helping my daughter look at an apartment. I asked, "Where is it?" ""Upper Clements" was the reply.
OK. That is a large area, so I started naming landmarks. She said she thought it was just about across from a restaurant that closed a few years back. When I had to go down with a load of stuff, thank heavens my daughter gave me the address. It was over a half mile past the old restaurant.
The funny part was this was a house she had driven by every working day for three years.
However she doesn't hold a candle to some. One evening we were sitting with friends. I was playing guitar and a bunch of us were singing when another woman with whom I have perfomed music turned to my wife and asked, "Did you know Les writes songs?"
Seriously? After thirty eight years?
My wife refrained from mentioning I had written one for our wedding.
Best
Les