My cat Haggis just spent several minutes pawing at my bedroom door trying to get out (it's not latched just lightly shut) only to get out and immediately try to get back in. She has yet to be successful. Meanwhile my other cat Sullivan saw me move the cat carrier and has been hiding under the bed ever since. I love kitty antics. Haggis just burst through my door in (what my peripheral vision saw as) a leap of glory. I just love when animals do what we as humans see as stupid things. Yet somehow when people do them it usually pisses me off or become a great story for my blog!
So Bree (my girlfriend), a friend of ours and I were digging my truck out of the snow (admit it that segue was awesome). As I am getting snow off the front and Ashley our friend is kicking snow away from the back Bree turns the truck on. While it's heating up she gets out to help and goes to shut the door. Just as she is shutting it my mind goes into overdrive and thinks two things at once: tell Bree never to shut the door with the keys in the truck and check to make sure the doors aren't locked. As I go to say this the door shuts and I see that the truck is indeed locked. My car keys with my house keys are in the tuck. Bree's house keys (we were outside her place) and her purse complete with wallet, phone and all are in the truck. The truck is on. I just started crying right there. Not a super hysterical cry just a really frustrated cry that gets in the way when you are trying to talk out a seemingly fucked situation. We called my 24 hour road service deal and it was a twenty minute wait just to talk to someone. The truck was low on gas to begin with ( gas light on type of low) and we did not want to have to walk to the gas station. Plus it was really cold out and we had nowhere to go. So instead Bree calls a guy to come out and open up the truck. Forty five minutes of waiting in the snow and fifty bucks from Bree later and he opens her up. What made the entire thing even stupider was that Bree and I had just had a conversation about how dumb people who lock their keys in their car are and how we ourselves had never done it. It was an all around humbling experience.
Sullivan came out from under the bed and is now pawing at my bedroom door in earnest.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
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It could be worse. (I think) it is my friend Adam who tells the story about how he saw someone who did exactly as you, except (the kicker) the car was in neutral and started rolling. And it was in a parking garage.
I am so paranoid about doing the same thing though, I always make sure that not only the car is unlocked (before closing the door), I also check the window is rolled open.
*Dies* Dude I could picture the whole thing.
I heart cats.
to be fair, normally the doors don't lock when the car is turned on because the stupid truck thinks the door is ajar all the time even though it isn't. this one time it was correct in thinking that the doors were shut all the way and decided to lock them when i turned on the car. and the only reason i closed the door was because you told me to :P
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