Augggghhhh!
Sep. 2nd, 2004 09:28 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pixiecrinkleI was so proud of myself for getting my ass out of bed and getting here a few minutes early. And then...
I parked in the garage, got out, locked the driver's side door, and went around to the passenger side. Grabbed my laptop, and put my sunglasses and keys in my purse. Next thing I knew, I was about 6 feet behind the car, with just the laptop.
I'd locked my purse in the car. With my wallet, keys (and spare key) and cell phone inside.
So I called![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
automat76 and she's going to go get my other spare car key out of my house at lunchtime and bring it to me.
I'm blaming the whole thing on the purse. I like the purse, and I get tons of compliments on it, but it's got two flaps that fold over the top that necessitate lots of arranging whenever I get in or out of it. So I guess I just must have thought I was done fidgeting with it when I closed the door. I was even planning to go down to the mall today and get a new purse to replace it because I'm planning on selling the bulk of my ridiculous purse collection on ebay.
(Of course, I prefer to blame that creepy guy who kept asking me out. He normally parks on the same level as me, and his car wasn't there when I came in, so I was trying to hurry up so as to avoid him.)
I parked in the garage, got out, locked the driver's side door, and went around to the passenger side. Grabbed my laptop, and put my sunglasses and keys in my purse. Next thing I knew, I was about 6 feet behind the car, with just the laptop.
I'd locked my purse in the car. With my wallet, keys (and spare key) and cell phone inside.
So I called
automat76 and she's going to go get my other spare car key out of my house at lunchtime and bring it to me.I'm blaming the whole thing on the purse. I like the purse, and I get tons of compliments on it, but it's got two flaps that fold over the top that necessitate lots of arranging whenever I get in or out of it. So I guess I just must have thought I was done fidgeting with it when I closed the door. I was even planning to go down to the mall today and get a new purse to replace it because I'm planning on selling the bulk of my ridiculous purse collection on ebay.
(Of course, I prefer to blame that creepy guy who kept asking me out. He normally parks on the same level as me, and his car wasn't there when I came in, so I was trying to hurry up so as to avoid him.)
