What does that woman have? She has nothing

Today, I got lost. I got new directions on how to get to my Chinese class in Taipei that are much quicker than the route I'm used to taking. I was happy on the way there because it saved time. On my way back, however, I assumed that the bus would take the same way back to Linkou but that was a bad assumption to make. I walked to where I thought the stop would be and I didn't see anything. I walked down the street for about a minute before realizing I wasn't going to see another stop for awhile. I walked to the nearest bank, and luckily the security guard spoke English. He got together with three bank tellers and they drew a map for me explaining where the stop would be. I thanked them, and then went on an 8 minute walk down the street. When I got there, again I didn't see a bus stop. I walked up to a cop and asked him if he spoke English. He shook his head, so I started pointing at buses and said "Linkou" repeatedly. He told me directions I thought I understood, but while he was talking, a Taiwanese woman came up and said "do you need any help?" Then she started telling me new directions. While she was talking, another Taiwanese woman driving on her scooter stopped, got off, and also asked me if I needed help. The first woman then walked off as this new lady was trying to help me. She said the bus stop the others were referring to was there like 6 years ago so she wasn't sure if it'd still be there. She told me to go the nearest MRT station and ask them where the bus stop was. She even wrote down in Chinese what I needed to know, and she gave me her phone number in case I needed help. I thanked her and walked to the MRT station. The information desk lady didn't really speak much English and she told me to go to a bridge and the stop would be there. I had just come from a bridge so I went back to where I had been. I went back there and wandered around for a few minutes before finding a bus stop....but it was the wrong one. I had been out of class for about an hour at this point. I was hot, confused, and frustrated, although mildly entertained at the same time. I waved a cab town and he drove me home. The cab cost me $470 NT. The bus would've cost me about $45 NT. Oh well, these things happen. Now that I look back on it, I cannot believe how nice all of the people were. Too bad, their work was for naught. Maybe something was lost in translation...

The title refers to a page in my textbook for teaching. I added a picture of it. It's really funny, but strange too. Why are they teaching this?