zombette

i am so fucking amazing. let me tell you why.
seriously, you need to hear this.
so a good friend of mine cyndi is graduating tomorrow... only the owner of the school pulled her aside today and decided to pull some bullshit on her and tell her that she still *somehow* owes the school over 2 grand or she cant graduate.
cyndi is in tears... trying to contact the owners daughter (who SHOULD be running the school and for all intents and purposes DOES run the fucking school) and they got it straightened out somehow... but as soon as cyndi gets a job; she has to continue to make payments.
this smacks of extortion to me and her and everyone else... so she was all discombobulated and i suggested going to speedway for coffees. she readily agreed.
we got to her car and realized SHE HAD LOCKED HER KEYS IN IT. there they were. sitting on the passenger seat. arms length away with safety glass between us and them.
she had rolled her drivers side window up ALMOST all the way because it had been sprinkling off and on all day.... so we had an inch, at MOST, of space to somehow get her keys and maneuver them from the OTHER SIDE OF THE CAR way up to reaching distance.
FIRST, we disassembled a swiffer, thinking we could hook a hanger on the end of it with tape and 'fish' for the keys with that.
didnt work.
then, as i was putting the swiffer back together in the laundry room, cyndi said 'huh, whats this piece of plywood?' and i said 'huh. that MIGHT work.' and we collaborated and wrapped one end of this thin stick of plywood with duct tape (god love duct tape) and she gave me the reins, and after sweating bullets for about 5 minutes, I GOT THE KEYS!!! i could NOT believe it! i felt like macgyver, for serious. i totally saved the fuckin day. you should have seen me, though... trying to be very very still and maneuver so cautiously and carefully... because i KNEW if that huge, heavy keyring fell... it would be all over.
i feel like such a hero.
fuckin a. i wish someone had had a video camera.