A little while ago, I noticed Brian’s truck out front. So, I wait for him to come inside. And I wait. I finally went outside and looked around, didn’t see him.
I figure maybe he’s talking to one of the neighbors.
Fast forward an hour or so. He should be in by now. I call his cell.
“Where are you? Your truck is out front, but I can’t find you anywhere.”
“My truck is out front?”
“Yeah, where are you?”
He starts laughing.
“Mark drove this morning, don’t you remember?”
No. I didn’t remember.