As we pulled out of the parking structure today and drove down to the road, I noticed my little silver bug was missing. MISSING. As in NOT IN THE LOCATION I PARKED IT IN YESTERDAY. YESTERDAY, AFTER MY 11.5 HOUR WORK DAY. I was tired when I got home, but not crazy. I knew where I parked the car.
So we circled back to check. Just in case it was hidden by a little dog, or an invisibility cloak. And the whole time I am trying to decide if getting your car stolen is worse then getting your MacBaby stolen. And also if yelling really loud would make this entire situation go away.
After the circle back revealed no little beetle, I called the towing company. Because most of the time when my car goes missing it is their fault. And sure enough, they had my car. Nevermind the fact that I do have a permit. Apparently I need to mind the fact that it is difficult to see.
Good thing I am dating a Superhero.
My car is home, safe and sound. With the parking permit visible. I am thinking of making a sun visor that says "DON’T TOW ME."
enJOY it 
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