I am driving Mom & Dad’s red car (the car of my youth- memories *sigh) this week so that I can get to and from work more easily. My eyes have more fully been opened to the reasons that you get teenagers OLD cars as I see how horribly Michael and I treated and destroyed that poor Ford Escort.
Anyway, I went to fill the car with gas and I locked the keys in the car. Luckily it was a semi warm day and I had one of the windows rolled down an inch. I got a hanger from the gas station tenant (which means I am not the only person this air headed) and tried sticking it through the open window to somehow pull open the handle, since there are no automatic door locks to push (in this old car). I proceeded to drop the hanger INTO the car.
In frustration I pulled the glass of the window off of its normal seal (probably breaking the window- sorry dad), enough to squeeze my arm in and open the door. I popped the glass back in place (window still goes up and down- so not broken…badly) and went on my way.
So far, since I got my license back, I have not had good car luck!!
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bwaaahahahaahahaaa!!!
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