It's baaa-aack

My dad came and rescued me! He drove me the 2.2 miles back to Caribou. By that time my turkey sandwich and grapes (which were sitting in my truck) had seen better days. An air temperature of 80 degrees F does not make for a good environment in which to store lunch inside a vehicle. And because of the unexected abandonment of my truck, I had also left a half eaten container of yogurt in the cup holder. Ick.

By this time I had no appetite left for lunch and decided to skip picking something up from Einstien Bros.

Needles to say, it didn't take me as long to get to work this time.