May 21, 2007
So, my day mostly sucked, from the moment I forgot to put in earrings, all the way through a crazy day for which we had only *half* our employees, and right up to stopping for gas just before getting home.
I went to my usual station, the one with the least expensive gas around. [It also happens to be the gas station I was at a year and a half ago when my car just died. Some "helpful" guys tried to jump start it and ended up permanently damaging my radio and remote entry. Whatever.]
So anyway. Dead tired, crazy day, just wanted to get home and watch Dancing With the Stars. Went to put gas in... LOCKED MY KEYS IN MY CAR. Yeah. I'm a GENIUS. I usually carry my keys or leave my door open because my car has a talent for locking its doors all by itself. As I got out and the door shut, I thought sure hope it didn't lock.... YEAH. I had to use the gas station's phone to call AAA, sign up for an account (which took over half an hour, during which I bonded with the cute little customer service boy over DWTS), and waited for the emergency locksmith. I was parked at Pump #5 for more than an hour, freezing in my skirt suit, while the gas station owner scowled at me and pointed out several times that I was blocking a pump. No shit. If I could move my car, I SO WOULD, buddy!
Perfect ending to a perfect day. (The Good: I made it home at 7:49, just in time for DWTS. *g*)
I went to my usual station, the one with the least expensive gas around. [It also happens to be the gas station I was at a year and a half ago when my car just died. Some "helpful" guys tried to jump start it and ended up permanently damaging my radio and remote entry. Whatever.]
So anyway. Dead tired, crazy day, just wanted to get home and watch Dancing With the Stars. Went to put gas in... LOCKED MY KEYS IN MY CAR. Yeah. I'm a GENIUS. I usually carry my keys or leave my door open because my car has a talent for locking its doors all by itself. As I got out and the door shut, I thought sure hope it didn't lock.... YEAH. I had to use the gas station's phone to call AAA, sign up for an account (which took over half an hour, during which I bonded with the cute little customer service boy over DWTS), and waited for the emergency locksmith. I was parked at Pump #5 for more than an hour, freezing in my skirt suit, while the gas station owner scowled at me and pointed out several times that I was blocking a pump. No shit. If I could move my car, I SO WOULD, buddy!
Perfect ending to a perfect day. (The Good: I made it home at 7:49, just in time for DWTS. *g*)