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I mean, honestly... At 10 past 6 I asked whether the lovely carrier pigeon who would drive back in the vage direction of my homebase just had been around. Colleague A. told me that he had to come about 10ish or 20ish minutes later and immediately guessed my intention of getting a free ride home. She offered to tell him and to send him at my office when he'd arrive.
Eventually I got phoned about 40ish minutes later from colleague B. to learn that the carrier pigeon had left. Without me. And whithout being asked from colleague A.
So, again, the good old book or car question while it got ten until I arrived home. Don't ask.

At least I had a spectacular sunset...