... co-worker greg gets bored in your car while you're pumping gas, discovers a mysterious envelope in the driver's sun visor, and counts
one, two, three.... TWENTY validations to the gateway parking garage.
that means i'm both a frequent AND speedy anthropologie and j.crew shopper.
it also means that i've got in, got out, over and done before the free first hour - at least twenty times.
... and that doesn't count the {many} times jen and i have filed into the pay booth and realized we forgot to collect even a single validation from any of our shops...
they never expire, but i will admit they haven't been collecting up there for years and years.
at least i have my senses about me enough to self-correct this crazy habit of mine, right?
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