A month and a half ago I wrote a post explaining a moment of insanity in my life where I scanned and bagged all of my items at Walmart only to discover I had no method of payment. I thought that was the dumbest thing I'd done in a long time, but yesterday I added to my repertoire of really dumb mistakes. Since I am beginning to see a trend in this behavior I thought I would just make this post "Part 2", an addendum to the original. I'm hoping not to have a part 3, 4, 5, and 10...but you never know!
Yesterday morning I had a meeting with a new friend at Starbucks at 9 AM. Yesterday was also my mom's birthday so I decided to call her on my way to Starbucks to wish her a happy birthday. We chatted briefly about what we were each doing that day and I told her about my appointment. I sat in my car outside of Starbucks for a few minutes as we finished up our conversation and then went inside to wait for my friend. Unfortunately my friend never showed up, so I waited for about 40 minutes and then decided to leave. Wanting to do something nice for Andy, I ordered him a latte and then started to search for my keys.
I fumbled around in my purse for a few minutes, certain I just wasn't feeling them and they had fallen to the bottom. I went to a table and unloaded all the junk from my purse only to confirm the sinking suspicion that they were not there and I must have locked them in my car as I was carelessly talking to my mom. I walked toward my car so that I could look through the windows to try to see the keys, but there was no need to even get that close. My keys were obviously in the car. Why was I so certain? Because the car was running!!! I sat in Starbucks for 45 minutes while my car ran idly outside...exhaust puffing out the muffler and all! I called Andy so he could bring me a set of keys and when he answered the phone I said, "I am so embarrassed to have to tell you what I am about to tell you..."
As I waited for someone to come get me, I walked over to Best Buy and Michael's to do a little Christmas shopping, all the while carrying Andy's latte that was growing colder by the minute. My friend, Mandy, brought me a set of keys, and an hour and a half after arriving at Starbucks, my car was still nice and warm when I got in. That's more than I can say for the latte! Sorry, Babe...
