On Tuesday, as I came out of swimming with Adi, I tried to open the trunk with my key. It didn't work, but I didn't think anything of it and tried again.
When it didn't work again I thought, "Oh crap, I have the valet key." So, I tried to open the driver's side door to get to the trunk button.
When the key didn't work again I thought about how finicky the valet key can be, so I tried again.
When it didn't work that time, I started to panic. There I was standing with dripping-wet hair, Adi in my arms, and mind racing. I started to think so quickly about the fact that at least I had my phone, my parents could pick me up, but oh no, who will pick up Ryan, and a quick prayer that that key would work...
But, it didn't. I was relieved however when I realized I had left the front door open. I set my bags inside the car and reached to unlock the back door. That too was open, interesting. Out of the ordinary, but still just interesting.
It wasn't until I opened the back door and went to put Adi in her carseat that I noticed... there was no carseat!
I whipped my head around and realized that I wasn't in our car, I was in someone else's car!
I scurried as fast as I could to get Adi and my bags out of the car and sure enough, my key worked in my door.
Just thought I would share that. Here's a picture of Leonel and his long-lost twin.
5 comments:
That is the best!! I've done the whole "trying my key in the wrong car," but never actually getting in, setting down my bags, etc. Hahaha
I guess it's comforting the key didn't work. My mom and I both have 1994 Honda Accords, and the keys are interchangeable.
That is absolutely hilarious!
I've been laughing for about 5 minutes now. I did that when I was younger though, two red vans lined up outside the store, I opened the door of the wrong one and there were people in it!
Awesome! I hope you got the seats wet!
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