Have you ever done something so boneheaded that you just wish that you could rewind your day?
Today, it snowed and the wind blew (okay, it was yesterday, as its 12:31am and I’m still up). I don’t know what the snowfall amount ended up as, since its still falling, but I know that the wind blew a lot of it into my driveway.
I left work early today so that I could go home during daylight. That was the plan, anyways. I went to my car (wading through the snow in the parking lot) and pulled my keys out of my pocket to start the car. As I pulled the chain out of my pocket, I hit one of the buttons on the remote lock. I started the car and grabbed my snow brush to clean off the ice and snow from the windows. I got out of the car and shut the driver’s door and got to the scraping. Did you catch that? I shut the door.
Yep, I locked the keys inside the car, in the ignition. My car is locked and running. My keycard to get back into work is in the car, as I always remove it and store it in the glove box, so that I’ll have it for when I go back to work (and I can lock it in, so its secure). So, I’m outside in a blizzard, snow pelting me, blurring my glasses and getting me wet, holding my snow brush.
I tried to break into my car with a coat hanger but it wasn’t stiff enough to work the lock or window buttons. I did this for about an hour without any luck. It seems that locks are meant to work.
Did I mention that I had no money with me? So, I called my car dealership to see if my “roadside assistance” covered locking your keys in the car. Apparently not. So, I told the guy that I had no money so I couldn’t afford to pay a tow truck driver or locksmith to get into my car. My heart was sunk to the floor at that point. He raised it a bit by suggesting that I call the towing company that they use and tell them that I’d pay the dealer int he morning. So, he gave me the phone number and I called the towing company.
Remember, this is a blizzard-like snow storm. Visibility was pretty low and they were busy helping people out of ditches, etc. It was nearly an hour before they showed up (but he warned me). So, the tow driver took out a scraper-like device and a slim bladder device to pry the door from the frame of the car by pumping the bladder up, like a blood pressure guage. he then took his nice doorunlocker rod to push the button to lower the window and he opened the door for me. Cha-ching!
I followed the snowplow down the highway to home at about 50km/h. I was pretty bedraggled from the outdoor ordeal, so I concetrated on getting the end of the driveway cleared enough to get the car off the road and lef the rest for later. I came in and ate and relaxed (recharged, really). After watching a TV show, I went back outside (in the dark) and finished off the driveway. I need to have it fairly clear for Saturday, as I’ve got someone coming to service the phone and internet. I can’t have them wading through 3 feet of snow to do that, now can I?
So now, my rant is over and I am going to bed, only to wake up 5 hours from now. I’d planned on helping a brewery meet their botom line after work. I don’t think that I’m going to push their profits over the edge on that much sleep, now am I?