Reminds me of more than just someone. In fact; a whole row of people come to mind who would act, answer and be as puzzled as that.
One of them is me.
I can do both roles though. On some days I am the all orderly person (please keep calm on the cheap places) on others I get lost and am lucky if it is merely in thought.
I have tried to open neighbours doors on wrong floors with my key (particularly informative if they are at home and open the door to see who is fiddling with the lock), lost my way in my hometown Stockholm innumerous times, panicking at having strayed from the right (my usual) path from A to B (almost like certain actors use all their skills, according to Dotty Parker) and found myself combing my hair with a toothbrush. Seriously.
The untangible quality of my impossible hair only struck me as particularly odd at looking into the mirror after a most meditative worth-while of daydreaming, eyes wide open.
However, people who do not notice when I wash up are in big trouble and fined with icy ignorance for days on end til someone notices, someone should perhaps do the washing up.
Not me, obviously.
You see, how this makes my life easier. I can always take refuge in the opposite position in case of doubt, which is often the case.