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When I lived in Dallas, I worked downtown. Parking on the outskirts of town was dirt cheap, I would walk 6 blocks for that .50 a DAY!! Once,I got called to come to the underground parking for something or another and left my car there until quitting time. In the stress of the day and the things we were doing, the car slipped my mind. I walked all 6 blocks back and my car wasn't there. Holy!!!!****, somebody stole my raggedy Ford Escort.!!! I called the cops, they came, took as much information as they could and during it all, suddenly, brain fart. I remembered. I sheepishly told them I remember where my car was...horns were growing out of my head, but the cops laughed it off and told me to walk back and get my car and go home. Embarrassed doesn't begin... but I did have the car.
