Unless you are Coach Al, one of my most loved and irascible mentors. He was an Iwo Jima Marine and knew the value of the offensive. He had been on a 3-day weekend bender and on Monday morning when he was knocking on the door to have his wife let him in (he was basically AWOL from her, she knew it and he did, too), he noticed the dog's water dish by the door was empty. He saw his chance...he had learned to use any available article as a weapon.I'm not so sure that would really be a viable plan...there is one hell of a tongue lashing coming, either way .
If I can get a key, there’s an access tunnel from the plant right to the Niagara river, so wouldn’t even need to swipe my badge to leave. Goes under the 190 too, probably noisy in that spot. Maybe I can make friends with one of the environmental people that use the tunnel, and borrow their key