i am a fool. i was walking through the parking garage at work just moments ago and saw a black mustang with a tan convertible top pulling in. assuming it was my co-worker allen, i raised my hand and saluted the driver of the mustang. well, it wasn't allen. the UD (unidentified driver) was gracious enough to offer a confused wave back but no doubt he was wondering who the heck i was and why i was saluting random men in the parking garage on a thursday. i scurried on through the garage and to the building and, as an extra precaution, i took evasive measures all the way to the third floor. hopefully he didn't get a good look at my face...