I'm a flake.

I taught about 5 classes at a studio in Virginia throughout July. To get there, I have to take the Dulles Toll Road (yay! for EZPass). Every time I exited, I noticed a car abandoned right after the toll booth. The first time I didn't think anything of it. The second and third time, I started to think: That's odd. Why would somebody just ditch a perfectly good car right there? Maybe they ran out of money and was walking to the ATM to get some. The fourth time, I noticed that there was also a car ditched at the toll booth for when I got back on the toll road. Then the last time I went, it finally dawned on me that the car belonged to the person working the booth.

Omg. I know. Seriously. How much more of a flake can I be, right?