You know, you think I would have something important to say; but I don't

Hey, have I told you guys about our temple trip last week? All right, here goes:
Well, the temple here is an hour away, and one of the YW advisors drove me, Brandon, and this girl named Bethany. Now, that lady was one of the most obnoxious drivers I've ever seen; she purposefully cut people off, stopped the car at weird intervals, wobbled the car from side to side for no reason, make sharp turns, and yet we were the last ones to arrive at the temple.
And let me tell you something; the temple here is small! Sam could've climbed all the way to the top of that thing without anything except his hands. So you know, we did what youth normally do at temples (baptism for the dead) and then we left and went to a mall nearby, and that was probably the most retarded thing that ever happened to me. Because first, the lady who drove us pretty much told me and Brandon to just go away, and she knew I had no money, no phone... It was just annoying. So anyway, me and Brandon are walking aimlessly, when some vendor lady jumps out of nowhere, grabs my arm, and leads me over to her little shop thing, where she polished my right thumb with some weird thing. Anyway, thirty seconds later, me and Brandon were walking again because I finally got the bright, if not late, idea to tell her I had no money. And it's been a week and a day, and my right thumb is STILL more shiny than all my other nails. I feel so ashamed.