Yesterday was quite a wild day. First things first, my Aunt Kathy picked me at up 7:45am for our 5k race at John Ball Park. It was called the "Beat the Granny" race and according to the website their would be around 300 people there all dressed as Grandmas.
1st thing I learned) no one actually dresses up for this race... other than me.
So after getting over the fact that I was wearing a silk nightgown and tennis shoes and everyone else was in their actual running gear we then learned that the advertised "downhill/flat" course was actually a cross-country mostly uphill/terrain course. All this learning before 9am!!
After the race we walked back to the car and at this point families were starting to arrive at the zoo on this slightly over-cast 85 degree saturday. When we had got to the zoo my aunt was unsure of what to do with her car key's so I told her that my trick was to lock the car, then stick them in the gas cap and hope no one found them. She thought I was brilliant (or at the very least, moderately creative).
By 10am, she no longer was singing my praises. The third thing I learned yesterday was that '91 volvo's gas tank lids lock after 10 minutes. So there we were, sweating our butt's off, me in a nightgown, locked out of the car which held our change of clothes, purses, and most importantly, our phones.
We borrowed a phone and 30ish minutes later USAA came and as my aunt described him "Charles Manson" unlocked the doors for us. However, our car was still in "panic" mode (thinking it had been broken into) which meant you couldn't unlock all the doors by just hitting the interior un-lock button. Translation: The gas cap was still locked. Charles showed us a creepy magic trick, and then left us, unsatisfied, but at least we were now in the car.
My uncle ended up driving an hour to come bring us the spare keys, but now, hopefully you will check your manual before you ever lock your own keys in the gas cap!! (My '01 Jeep Grand Cherokee does NOT have this locking feature, thankfully)!
- Lizzie