So Many Questions, Such invaluable information

I can completely waste a perfectly good day wondering about things. There's a race coming up that Nanu and I are running - 4 miles around the San Antonio Courthouse. I convinced myself and Amy we needed to run with promises of grand door prizes and I've almost hooked Tracy, but she might not be available due to parental obligations. However, I'm hoping to get her with a great t-shirt clause. With that said, after a ritualistic morning e-mail check, it's 11 am and I have typed a dreadful, I wish I could take it (along with the hour or three I spent sitting in front of the computer) back. The e-mail reads:

Dear Runaway Bar Associtation 4 miler,

Hi! I apologize ahead for these questions, but as a curious runner I must ask:

1) Is there a prime parking location?

2) Is there a course map available? If not, can you tell me the streets we are taking?

3) What is your opinion about the shirts? Are they cute?

Okay, the last one is laughable, but again I am quite curious.

Thanks.

I have to admit that e-mailing gives me the courage to ask these questions that I would not ask over the phone due to India answering, hold, and "What, who is this crazt lady calling? Betty Boop?"

I suffer from this brazen, unabashed plaque often 1) because I really want to know, 2) somebody made me quite grouchy, 3) does any one really think customer service answers?

Sometimes, it's a generic reply, but it sure makes me feel better to get it out there. Again, a computer can be theraputic for this lady who sometimes thinks on a 7th grade level.

If you have any crazy experiences let me know, I would like to justify my behavior.

Your friend and ultimate time waster,

mrsmaggiemae