Bear over there

Andy, George and I were meant to meet someone at the rear entrance to a building. We must've waited there for seconds before the moaning and whining started. 

"This can't be the right place," moaned one. 

"It must be the other entrance," whined the other. 

Damned if they weren't right. So of course, there was plenty of "told you so" and "what did I tell you?" 

Still, at least being in the wrong place gave us a new view of the bear.