Guilt got the better of me. After bouncing a few ideas off Gabby it was decided I would get a long branch then after work try to snag the bolt, as discretely as possible, from under the tire. **sigh** If only it were that simple.
As it turns out, I got tied up in a meeting. When I was free of the corporate drone I noticed someone's office door was closed and the light turned off. Uh oh..... I dash to the front of the building.... OMG!!! He left early!!
Holy Shit!! Can you believe this? I race into the parking lot, hoping to see a rusty bolt laying there but all I see is my long branch snapped in half. I guess he ran it over as he drove away. My life the bad sitcom.
