today was the day in which i walked 1.5 miles, in the rural outskirts of portland, in mid-day surprise warmth, carrying a flat of blueberries to work. i was supposed to take someone's truck but they forgot to mention that it was a Stick-Shift, and i haven't driven a Stick-Shift in several years. the first car i drove was a Manual but as soon as we got rid of it apparently my mind got rid of the necessary information for operating one. i couldn't even turn the car on! the walk of shame took me 25 minutes.