It started out like any other day. I was living in Atlanta and working in Midtown, so I drove into work in my '06 Altima. I worked in the WebMD office there. For my coworkers who read this, this was back when we were in the old office on the other side of Colony Square. I did my work until sometime between 5 and 6. It was probably closer to 5 on this particular day. I got my purse to leave and rummaged for my keys. They were always in there somewhere. I didn't feel them. I checked again. Nothing. I looked in my gym bag. Nothing. I looked all around my desk. Nope. Well, I must have dropped them. I asked the secretary if anyone had turned in any keys. No. A coworker suggested maybe I had dropped them downstairs in the food court area, so I went down and asked the concierge if anything was turned in. No. I went to the parking garage to check around my car. And then I heard it. Heard what? A car engine running. I looked, and saw it. Exhaust from the tailpip...
My most amazing messes and mistakes.