We arrived late, just in time for the 6th race and the track’s parking lot was closed because it was full. So we parked in a the front yard of a close friend, Bob or Tom or something like that, he only charged us $10 because it was so late.
We entered by gate 10 and headed straight for the paddock area. Checked out the horses, placed our bets and then joined a few thousand of our friends that would soon be screaming their heads off. Why aren’t these people at work? No wonder you can not get anything done in town this week.
Busted!! Sorry boss, we are not in the office. This is Amber, she is in the office right across the hall from mine. Oddly, neither of us knew the other was headed to the track, but what the heck? It was such a pretty day.