I got about one mile from the house this morning when I realized I had forgotten my bag of snacks - a critical part of maintaining sanity in the cubicle. I swung back home and picked it up, then headed out again. Three miles from the house the car started jerking while accelerating so I turned around to come back home and it completely died - power steering went out and the engine completely quit. Excellent. Eventually the car started again and I was able to drive it to the mechanic's. So now I'm home for the day instead of in the office.
Dave and I celebrated the car FAIL and work WIN with a gigantic cinnamon roll: