...mmmkay, so I'm sure I'll have more stories from different times over the summer, but this one was quite interesting. So it starts out with my usual waking up at 6:30 to be at the client site by 7:45. Work all day and leave a little early to get up to the main office in San Francisco to turn in some paperwork. I park at the BART station around Oakland and go up to the city. Turn in the paperwork, go to an intern dinner, and come back to Oakland. When I get there, I see that the parking garage I parked in closed at 7. After the initial shock of seeing my car behind a nice big locked gate, I read the sign saying that if you parked your car in there after 7, you had to wait until the next business day. Crap, so I start thinking about what I can do. Sleep in the office in San Francisco, take the BART all the way around to the other side of the bay and take a taxi the rest of the way, call a friend to come pick me up. I called 4 people to see if they were free to pick me up, and a fellow intern who had just been on BART with me could come back up and take me back home. After sitting around the station for a while, my friend had gotten close. So as I walk out to find him, I see a security guard. I ask if there is any way to get my car out of the garage tonight. He looks at me as I explain my situation. He asks if I have $12, I reach into my wallet and I have $7. I then remember that I have $5 tucked into my door in my car, so I can get my car out. After going through some crazy alley, through some security doors, I make it to the car, get the $12, and get the security guard to let me out. Now, I'm out and my friend has just made it all the way back up to the station I was at. I remember that I have to pay a toll to get across the San Mateo bridge, $3 I did not have. I asked my friend if he had any money, and no he had no cash. Somehow, we were able to scrap together $2 in quarters and I had another $1 in my car. Wow, alright, so I can get across the bridge, but I had less then an eigth of a tank of gas left. I didn't really want to get gas in Oakland, so I had to try to make it across the bridge. Which I did, stopped to get some gas in San Mateo, and made it home. Quite a day, and it's past my bedtime.