So today I met a couple of buddies for lunch. Beautiful day. Why not take the 911?
As we're walking out of the restaurant one of the guys says "Hey, Tim... isn't that your car driving off?"
I turned around and headed straight towards me down the aisle of the parking I see MY black coupe coming right from where I had parked it!
Well I started running towards the car. And then it turned and I saw it had a tail.
Ok... NOT my car.
Dang... what are the odds?
But one of you owes me a new pair of underwear. That was a terrible, terrible feeling.
If you were over near Paradise Grill around lunch today, you know who you are.