So I occasionally like to go to this bar called "The Wallet." It's a great place to pick up chicks. It's actually called "The Fuzzy Wallet" but it's rather common to abbreviate the moniker. So anyways, I'm feeling a bit of the ole hunger pangs and decided to grab a footlong club from Subway and kick it at the bar. This was early afternoon so it wasn't exactly booming but I enjoy the atmosphere and I love the in house beer selection as it goes great with food.
Well, long story short, I find out my car is getting towed and, after paying my small tab, make a mad dash out to the lot to see what the hell is going on, leaving my sandwich behind. After a whole lot of needless hassling, I get the ordeal squared away and just decide to call it a day and run some errands before heading home.
Oops, my Subway. Arrgh!!! I did happen to leave my phone number with the sandwich... it's a really weird superstition of mine, but I like having rituals to provide structure to my day. I am really nervous, I had this sandwich for about 15 minutes and never lost it up til the point at which I did.
Has anyone had any good luck before with this?
Well, long story short, I find out my car is getting towed and, after paying my small tab, make a mad dash out to the lot to see what the hell is going on, leaving my sandwich behind. After a whole lot of needless hassling, I get the ordeal squared away and just decide to call it a day and run some errands before heading home.
Oops, my Subway. Arrgh!!! I did happen to leave my phone number with the sandwich... it's a really weird superstition of mine, but I like having rituals to provide structure to my day. I am really nervous, I had this sandwich for about 15 minutes and never lost it up til the point at which I did.
Has anyone had any good luck before with this?