Utter Failures

I will preface this story by stating the obvious: we are living happily ever after despite this utter failure. From my perspective, Jeremy and I had met about a month or two before this and had been hanging out with our mutual friends and having a good time getting to know each other. But he hadn't come out and said that he liked me or anything and I was kind of not sure where this was going. I knew he and I had both just come out of relationships that ended badly, his moreso than mine actually, and I wasn't sure I (or he) was ready to be in another relationship. And actually at this point, I had started thinking that maybe I wasn't as interested. We were planning to go with 2 of our friends to see a western-themed Taming of the Shrew (which actually was hilarious). I didn't know this but apparently Jeremy was hoping we would go alone but I had invited our friends because I thought that would be fun. And it was... just not the time Jeremy had hoped for. As a si...

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...