Feb 20, 2004 01:06
Tonight, people drank past their limits and stumbled out of the YACHT club with ticket in hand. This club is on a lake, it has no yachts. weird. Then i bring their car to them so they can drive off onto public roads and hopefully make it home. What a strange feeling taking money from, and handing keys to people that I might read about in tomorrows paper.
"But, sooner or later, one of us must know
You just did what you're supposed to do" -bob dylan