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I can beat all these stories. After a Hawaii trip, I was (totally sober!) checked into the plane, buckled into my seat while the flight attendants were doing their safety routine.
Suddenly I panicked, remembering I left my rental car parked out at the terminal, with the trunk open and the motor running ! ! ! ! ! !
I had to run out of the plane (thankfully they let me do that). I'm sure everybody thought I was nuts. The car was till there, motor still running, no ticket. I managed to get on the next flight.
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