I don't heart the valet. I want to take its little silent "t" and knee it in the balls. Why am I supposed to be totally OK with handing my keys over to a stranger and then paying him to hide my car from me? I bet the first guy to ever try to be a valet probably got a talking to, immediately followed by a punch in the face. Wish I could have been there. But enough about me. At 2 p.m. or 4 p.m.... More >>>