First week at work. . .

I was walking out of the building at work the other night, when it dawned on me that I was completely alone, in a dark parking lot, late at night. The voices of my mother and grandmother began ringing in my head about how I was never to get myself in a situation like this. I had just gotten done with a mini-draping demo and was carrying my quarter-size form... that's when things started to get weird...