Originally Posted by MEM_ATC

Looking down at my pad of paper with columns of aircraft that had landed on specific runways and I was suddenly unable to interpret the heiroglyphics that were written on my pad. Someone checked in with me off of runway 36R, but it sounded like he was speaking in tongue. I looked out into the sea of lights and started thinking about my warm bed and a soft feather pillow. My instructor looked at me for a moment, but the blank stare gave it away: I had lost the picture!

A cheer went through the Tower as the surrender flag was raised. My brain was mush. The numbers made no sense at all. Where was east? Entry spots? What entry spots. What are all of those lights out there? They all chuckled and said that it would get better tomorrow night.