if you think there is no such thing as bad luck.... then you really need to spend a day with me.
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it was a good day... until ohhhh about 4.
the first thing happened when i was carrying my laundry down the stairs to my car..
my dog bruiser ran out around my feet so i had to chase him back up the stairs...
well, it worked. but not only did he run up the stairs, he went straight to his bed....
going under my computer stand (on the second shelf of it) and knocking over my boyfriends bong spilling the rancid water/powerade mix that was inside.
so i scrubbed the carpet, but my living room still smells like gross bong water.
now onto the laundry mat.
the change machine only accepts $1s and $5s.
i had $20s.
i already had all my laudry out and ready to go (this is the first laundry mat i've been to where they don't accept up to a $20!).
so i had this one crackhead looking guy break a $20, but he only gave me one $5 and five $1s.
that ended up not being enough.
taco bell is right across the street... i go get more change... paranoid the whole way that somebody is going to dump bleach in the machines while i'm gone (that would be my luck).
takes forever to get service there i stood in front of these people while they blabbed and blabbed.
and when the lady finally made her way over after finishing her conversation about her loser boyfriend.... she tells me i have to order something to get change.
i order a medium pop.
then she can only give me change for one bill (i tried to get change for a 10 and 20 in 5's).
so i get 18.... which ended up still not to be enough.
so i had a lady who thank heavens showed up right then, give me change for a $10.
got my laundry done, some lady brought her 3 kids in and her daughter is adorable and im playing and joking with them...
i take my laundry out to my car... pop my trunk to see if i can fit some of it in there....
notice these stuffed animals i had bagged for goodwill,one of them a huge carebear that still had the tags on it... (some of my relatives still get me stuffed animals. no lie).
so i give the carebear to the little girl... get in my car to leave.
FUCK.
LOCKED MY KEYS IN MY TRUNK.
oh okay...just use the popper thingy on the drivers side.
well see, mine has a lock on it.
the only way to disable the lock, is with the MAIN key. i only have one main key.... and at this point. its in the trunk.
THE SEATS FOLD DOWN!
only when you have the key to unlock them.
I HAVE A SPARE AT HOME!
its a "valet key". it works for the doors and ignition. but not the glovebox, trunk, seats, or trunk popper.
long story short. they are unreachable.
call my insurance company from the lady's (with the cute kids) cell phone.
they keep me on the line for half an hour just to tell me that all the locksmiths are closed and she set me up an appt for tomorrow morning.
great.
the lady is kind enough to give me a ride home.
now i'm on my way up with the valet key to at least drive it home.
i'm not leaving it up there all night for sure.
all i need is for some crackhead to break into my car to sell my clothes for drug money.
that would be my luck though.
it was a good day... until ohhhh about 4.
the first thing happened when i was carrying my laundry down the stairs to my car..
my dog bruiser ran out around my feet so i had to chase him back up the stairs...
well, it worked. but not only did he run up the stairs, he went straight to his bed....
going under my computer stand (on the second shelf of it) and knocking over my boyfriends bong spilling the rancid water/powerade mix that was inside.
so i scrubbed the carpet, but my living room still smells like gross bong water.
now onto the laundry mat.
the change machine only accepts $1s and $5s.
i had $20s.
i already had all my laudry out and ready to go (this is the first laundry mat i've been to where they don't accept up to a $20!).
so i had this one crackhead looking guy break a $20, but he only gave me one $5 and five $1s.
that ended up not being enough.
taco bell is right across the street... i go get more change... paranoid the whole way that somebody is going to dump bleach in the machines while i'm gone (that would be my luck).
takes forever to get service there i stood in front of these people while they blabbed and blabbed.
and when the lady finally made her way over after finishing her conversation about her loser boyfriend.... she tells me i have to order something to get change.
i order a medium pop.
then she can only give me change for one bill (i tried to get change for a 10 and 20 in 5's).
so i get 18.... which ended up still not to be enough.
so i had a lady who thank heavens showed up right then, give me change for a $10.
got my laundry done, some lady brought her 3 kids in and her daughter is adorable and im playing and joking with them...
i take my laundry out to my car... pop my trunk to see if i can fit some of it in there....
notice these stuffed animals i had bagged for goodwill,one of them a huge carebear that still had the tags on it... (some of my relatives still get me stuffed animals. no lie).
so i give the carebear to the little girl... get in my car to leave.
FUCK.
LOCKED MY KEYS IN MY TRUNK.
oh okay...just use the popper thingy on the drivers side.
well see, mine has a lock on it.
the only way to disable the lock, is with the MAIN key. i only have one main key.... and at this point. its in the trunk.
THE SEATS FOLD DOWN!
only when you have the key to unlock them.
I HAVE A SPARE AT HOME!
its a "valet key". it works for the doors and ignition. but not the glovebox, trunk, seats, or trunk popper.
long story short. they are unreachable.
call my insurance company from the lady's (with the cute kids) cell phone.
they keep me on the line for half an hour just to tell me that all the locksmiths are closed and she set me up an appt for tomorrow morning.
great.
the lady is kind enough to give me a ride home.
now i'm on my way up with the valet key to at least drive it home.
i'm not leaving it up there all night for sure.
all i need is for some crackhead to break into my car to sell my clothes for drug money.
that would be my luck though.
i will finish this entry when i get home.
talking about it has me paranoid.
i'm going to get my car.
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i once looked my keys in my car on the first day of college and my car was running and everything, so i had to go to class with my keys locked inside my car and my car running. how embarrassing!