Who Knows My Name?
Tagged as: Feb 18So I parked in the garage in a slightly different spot on President’s Day since it was rather empty. There were a number of spots open that usually are not available when I arrive at work because so many people got to sleep in. Anyways, so I park next to a wall, and what do I see? None other than my name (spelled like I spell it) written on the wall!
How freaky is that? Excuse me while I go find out if someone is stalking me. If that’s you, can you kindly let me know? Thanks a bunch.
i wish i could take credit for that work of art.
it was meant to be