A couple of months ago my wife and I visited New York City. We stayed in a hotel on the Upper West Side, clean, convenient, and not too pricey. The only problem was the dodgy emergency exit signs.
We were on the eleventh floor, one that had clearly once had larger rooms that had been chopped-up into smaller studios. The hallway was a bit maze-like, but all we did there was sleep so no big deal.
One morning while waiting for the elevator I took a peek at the emergency exit diagram just in case. In fact since returning I have looked at the photo above on several occasions but for the life of me (thankfully figuratively) I cannot find the important You Are Here red dot.