Dec. 5th, 2005
Keys in the car
Dec. 5th, 2005 06:46 pm
More Eramosa reflections
Recently, returning from a shopping trip and lifting groceries out of the trunk, I realized I had forgotten an important errand. I dropped the groceries, tossed my canvas bag on top, and closed the trunk. Bad move. That bag usually rides on the front seat, and I had just deposited the car keys in it. Luckily, I keep my apartment keys on a belt chain, and a spare car key in my desk against emergencies.
I've locked myself out three times with more serious consequences.
First time, I was visiting Palm Beach, Florida, with my roommate, Scott, during Christmas holidays in 1984. I had to call a locksmith.
In 1987 I was camping at Cyprus Lake on Bruce Peninsula. I could see the keys lying on the back seat. Without even thinking, I thrust my fingers under the window seal, pulled the glass outward, pushed my arm through and unlocked the door, tearing two strips of skin off my forearm.
A few weeks later I did it again outside Kitchener City Hall on a journalism assignment for college but couldn't open the window and missed a deadline.
Tell a story about a time you locked yourself out of the car.
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