![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pixiecrinklePut this on 2005's list of dumb things Amy has done:
This morning, about 11:30,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
automat76 and I went to Betty's to grab brunch. I dropped her off in front, then went over to the Mac's parking lot and parked the car. We had lunch, and as we were leaving around 12:45, I couldn't find my keys. Not in my purse, not in my pants or coat pockets, not inside at the table. I keep the valet key in my wallet, so I said "Let's see if they are in the car."
Which they were. BECAUSE THE CAR WAS STILL RUNNING! With the passenger side door unlocked no less.
I guess it proves how quiet my little civic still is, because neither of us heard it running when we walked up--I noticed it was running when I saw the fasten seatbelt light lit up.
And I also have to say that sometimes I worry that I rely on "intuition" (or whatever one might call it) a bit much. I never worry about things like lost keys, missing cell phones, waking up late, etc. unless I get a very particular tingle in the middle of my stomach. And I didn't get it today, which is why I suggested looking in the car for the keys. I've done this all my life, and wonder what I'll miss when it's finally wrong.
This morning, about 11:30,
automat76 and I went to Betty's to grab brunch. I dropped her off in front, then went over to the Mac's parking lot and parked the car. We had lunch, and as we were leaving around 12:45, I couldn't find my keys. Not in my purse, not in my pants or coat pockets, not inside at the table. I keep the valet key in my wallet, so I said "Let's see if they are in the car." Which they were. BECAUSE THE CAR WAS STILL RUNNING! With the passenger side door unlocked no less.
I guess it proves how quiet my little civic still is, because neither of us heard it running when we walked up--I noticed it was running when I saw the fasten seatbelt light lit up.
And I also have to say that sometimes I worry that I rely on "intuition" (or whatever one might call it) a bit much. I never worry about things like lost keys, missing cell phones, waking up late, etc. unless I get a very particular tingle in the middle of my stomach. And I didn't get it today, which is why I suggested looking in the car for the keys. I've done this all my life, and wonder what I'll miss when it's finally wrong.
