Once, I parked my car at West Ed and then shopped my butt off for an entire day. Exhausted and carrying an armful of purchases, I forgot where I parked my car. It took me an hour to locate it. I never want to experience that panicky, scary feeling ever again. But what I went through is NOTHING compared to this guy’s story!
A fella in Scotland borrowed his pal’s beemer in June to attend a concert in Manchester. He parked in one of the parking garages near the stadium and immediately forgot which one. He searched five days and called it quits.
The vehicle was found SEVEN months later. I think it’s safe to say that friendship is OVER.
Hmmm…this story reminds me of a certain movie…
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