I was doing a job way up in some hills at this creepy house. I just wanted to get out of there. Finally finished the job, and got in my van and took off. Went a good 2 miles down the hill on this road you cant possibly go faster than 10 MPH on, got to the bottom of the hill finally, went through the city [1 mile] and onto the freeway. I got 3 exits away and finally came to the conclusion that the reason the glass on my back doors wernt the same was because one of the doors was open, just swinging about. At first I thought 'Its been like that for a long time' then I started slowing down, exited the freeway and pulled into this parking lot. I expected to see half of the pile of crap in the back to be missing... but I found nothing missing!

I shut the door and drove home somewhat embarrassed.

It hasnt happened since.

~Matt


I would rather beg for forgiveness then beg for permission.