Near Miss
I almost locked my keys in the car today. By “almost,” I mean that if I hadn’t forgotten to lock one of the back doors a couple of days ago, I’d still be standing in the parking lot, cursing my multisyptom-cold-medicine-induced stupidity and distraction. As it was, I had cancelled my lunch appointment with Alisa, and was on the cell phone trying to convince Ed to drive all the way across town to rescue me with the spare car key. As I circled the car, trying the doors, I got lucky, and even managed to make it to lunch. Much better than the last time I locked my keys in the car–I actually managed to do it twice in one day. Fortunately, after the first incident, I went straight to the nearest hardware store and got a copy of the key. Then, I took the key directly to Cayte, my long-suffering roommate. I’m sure you can imagine how thoroughly amused she was when I needed it a few hours later.
September 18th, 2003 at 6:16 pm
But… but… how could you even FIND the car without the shaking-car-keys-in-parking-lot ritual?
September 18th, 2003 at 6:23 pm
I cleverly used a set of decoy keys.
September 19th, 2003 at 3:51 am
I can attest to how good you are at locking keys in cars. After all, you started practicing with mine when you were 4 years old (an odd skill, but who knows. Maybe someday it will come in handy).
September 19th, 2003 at 5:05 pm
Mom, I’ll give you a quarter NOT to tell the story to the reading public.
September 19th, 2003 at 11:52 pm
Fifty cents to tell it!
September 24th, 2003 at 3:00 am
I can’t possibly tell it now. It’s nowhere near as interesting as it’s being made out to be.