I didn’t have the best day Thursday. Friday night, I
struggled to fall asleep and when I did – I was awoken with a terrible pain in
my stomach. It kept me awake much of the night. I was really worried about it,
not to mention in pain.
I woke up tired and worried and upset Friday morning, and
decided I was not going into work.
I had an appointment with my friend to get my eyelashes done
(since my friend does it I barely have to pay – when I no longer have her I’ll
be back to mascara. Sad day).
Since I was having a rotten day and in a bad mood, I decided
getting out of the house was a good idea. She lives right by my work, 30
minutes away, so I schedule my appointments for during lunch or after work.
Since I didn’t make it into work, I had to drive clear out to Herriman.
I pulled into her driveway, and couldn’t get my key out of
the ignition. Sometimes the steering
wheel will lock – and won’t release the key or let you start it. You have to
pull the steering wheel left and right really fast and hard and eventually it
will release. I couldn’t get it to release.
I decided to go inside and get my lashes done, and hopefully
by then Tim would release the key. I was afraid of getting locked out, so I jammed
both doors to make sure they didn’t fully shut.
After my lashes I came back out and couldn’t get it to
start. My friend tried and she couldn’t either. Her other friend was there, and
she couldn’t either. I called Trevor up and told him the situation.
He left work to come try and get the key out and unstrand
me. It took him 45 minutes to get there – Grass stain is barely moving these
days.
I came outside and he had the key in his hand. I had pulled
in, put the parking brake on but never put the car in park, which is why the
key wouldn’t release.
Sigh.
He told me that and I just started bawling my eyes out. I felt
so stupid. He had taken almost 2 hours out of his work day to come rescue me
and nothing was wrong with the car, I’d just failed to put it in park.
I never do stuff like this. I’m not one of those ditsy type
girls making these weird mistakes and failing to take care of things.
I cried the whole way home.
Love,
Brittney
Labels: funny, Tim, Trevor