So here's the story...

So I get to work and I park on the fourth floor of the garage. I like to park in the first spot from the elevator (its stright infront of the elevator) but it's always taken. Saturday when I got to work the spot was taken, so I was pleasantly suprised when it was open on Sunday when I went in at 6:00 pm. After a long night at work I get off at 6:00 am and after a 12 hour shift I was pretty tired. So I had gathered up all my stuff and headed to the garage. I always park on the 4th floor of the garage because that is the "employee parking". I get off the elevator and my car was gone! Not only was it gone but there was a maroon van in it's place. I was so confused and tired. So its not there and I am trying to rack my brain... "maybe I parked on the other side of the elevators? or maybe I just parked down further?" So I walk down further, no car, so I walk back and look on the other side, still no car. At this point i'm starting to freak out and seriously think i'm going crazy. Trying to retrace all my steps that day. I finally decide I am not going to find it and go back to my office and try to figure out what I am going to do. Mary, one of my co-workers, had taken over the shift when I got off. I told her what happened and she called security for me. She said she hopped it wasn't stolen, because one of her friends had just had his car stolen out of his drive way. I started to freak out thinking about all the stuff that's in my car because I haven't cleaned it out in ages. (I had a brand new $200 winter coat, a coach purse, my Biology book and lab book, a pillow, blanket, another coat, 3 bags, and alot of misc. stuff.) By this point I'm not even tired anymore, completley awake! Security calls back and wants me to meet one of the officers to drive around and look for my car. I go outside and wait for him for about 15 or 20 minutes. He finally arrives and I get in the truck and start telling him my car is silver, it's a dodge stratus, 2006, I parked on the fourth floor and it's not there. So we start in the garage, go around the first floor, no car. As we are going around the second floor I think I might see my car. We make the turn to the third floor and I am looking back and see the cross on my reerview mirror. OMG I found my car!!! And it was in the exact same spot I told them.... only two floors down! oopps!Then the security officer tries to give me a ticket for parking on the second floor, because employees are supposed to park on the fourth floor. I was so mad. I said I just spent an extra hour after a 12 hour shift looking for my car because I always park on the fourth floor and it wasn't there. If I don't usually park on the fourth floor I would've checked the other floors and found it because it was straight infront of the elevators as you get out. And I didn't check bc I dont park anywhere else. Needless to say I didn't get a ticket. Must be the Barham or Parks forgetfullness already! I guess I am so used to going in circles to get to the 4th floor that I thought I had already gone aruond 3 times! At least I'll know next time to check the other floors before calling security! Lesson Learned!