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Well, as you all know I went home this past weekend to take that test. (I’m glad it’s over, it wasn’t all that horrible.) But getting back to GACland was a struggle…
I took my boyfriends truck to get home since I don’t have a car here, so before I left to come back I needed to fill it with gas (obviously). I stroll on up to good ol’ Holiday and park it at pump 13. Grabbed the card, stepped out, and filled it up. Nothing unusual.
Unfortunately getting back into the car wasn’t as easy as getting out. With the keys in the ignition, wallet, and backpack inside, as well as the cell phone lying face up on the drivers seat, the car decided on its own that I was not getting back in. It was locked. First of all this isn’t supposed to happen. I got out from the inside (aka it unlocks to let me out in the first place), reason #1 why it should not have been locked. Also, the keys were in the ignition, #2 reason why it shouldn’t have locked.
Second of all, this wouldn’t be so horrible if it was a car from my own house. But it wasn’t. It’s my boyfriends car who lives in white bear, except his parents didn’t have the spare key, only he did on campus. I don’t have his number memorized (worst girlfriend ‘09 right here), and my family was all in Wisconsin watching my cousin’s recital (aka phones off).
So I ran home (2 miles) in jeans with nothing but my credit card, raided closets to find my old cell phone and got some people’s numbers. Got the number to a 24 hour auto business. No one answered. To sum things up, my only option was wait for my boyfriend to drive from GAC all the way up to Eagan to unlock his own car, then drive down separately.
Needless to say it wasn’t one of my best moments.
P.S. Told you I’d find something better to write about. I guess that was just my karma for having a horrible blog post last week.