Stupid Leah.

So I have a story.

Last night, after work, I got to hang out at Chris’s house.

He meets me at the commuter lot right off the exit, so I don’t have to drive the whole way.

So, we hang out or whatever, and he drives me back to my car.  It’s prettie fucking cold at this point, so I go and start my car, and I close the door and sit with him for another minute or 2 until it heats up.

Then I try and get back in my car…

The door ararently didn’t un-lock all the way when I opened it [which is a recurring problem with my car…].  The ironic thing is I am usually soooo paranoid about shit like that.  So I never close my doors with the keys inside, even if I am positive that they are opened.

Ugh.

So I call the police department, and they tell me that even though my car is running with the keys locked inside the fire department doesn’t do that anymore so I would have to call a private towing company [and pay like a million dollars to have them open my car…fuck that.].

So after getting reallie fucking pissed at Max for being like half-assed unlocked [i don’t think i have ever been that mad at him…] and kicking him a couple of times… Chris drove me home to get my spare key.

I called my sister twice on the way, to make sure the door was unlocked, only to find out later that she was still at work, and luckily the door was unlocked when I got home.

So I got my key and we went back to my car, which unlocked, and I will never leave the keys in again.

The moral of this story is, Leah is an idiot, and Chris is wonderful for putting up with her.

The End!!!!!

-kitten =^_^=