So there was one other guy in the parking garage so I ran up to him asking for a quarter. He looked at me like I was nuts and said "I don't carry change with me." HE TOTALLY THOUGHT I WAS A DRUGGIE. I was stressing out about it for the rest of the night! I was like "Mark, do I look homeless? I know I got my outfit at Old Navy for 50% off but STILL! I LOOK CLASSY!"
But while we were looking for random coins on the ground of the parking garage we found a debit card and I messaged the girl on Facebook so hopefully carma will roll in our direction!
|THIS PICTURE IS DISGUSTING but I couldn't stop laughing long enough for Mark to take the picture|
|Mark trying to shove the envelope in the tiny slot.|