"Okay," I thought. "I know I drove to work today. So where the hell is my car?"
I thought maybe it was towed for running a toll 3 years ago and not paying it. (Yeah, the state of Illinois has a LONG memory.) Funny enough, the thought that it was stolen didn't even occur to me. Why? Because I have secrectly been wishing for that to happen since I need a new car and I don't want to wait until August when I said I would.
Then it dawned on me: For some strange reason I decided to park on the first floor in a sweet spot right next to the door. I remember thinking "Wow, this is an awesome spot! Sometimes it pays to start work at 10:00!"
That is until you forget where you parked and look like an idiot standing on the landing of the third floor looking for your car.
Thank god no one was there to see me.
~ The Office Scribe