"Hey you left the directions on the printer do you need them." She concernedly said.
"No, I know where I'm going," I responded dismissively.
Shit I'm lost is what i am thinking. How fucking hard is it to get to the food bank.
I was lost in arbutus for about 30 minutes. Driving around like an ass instead of asking for directions. 30 minutes wasted. I finally had to stop and find the email with my directions. The worst part was where i pulled over was two blocks from where i needed to go. Worse yet never once tried my stupid iPhone. What was i thinking. I think i was just being stubborn. I just thought i knew were everything was in Baltimore. I was wrong.
The drama and farce of the Baker Street bank heist
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In 1971, a group broke into a bank vault - but the plan was nearly brought
down by a radio ham.
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You should of just went to that ditch we used to skateboard out there all the time. Why did we do that? There was a perfectly good, in fact BETTER ditch near my house.
Man we just skated anything back in the day.
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