Imagine This:
I wake up, throw my hair into a bun, and head out to my car. I have a list of things I need to get done today.
1) Get gas in car
2) Work on wedding stuff
3) Go to class
4) Lunch
5) Go to next class
6) Homework
7) More wedding stuff
8) Go home - Eat dinner
9) Skype with CW
10) Sleep
It was a jammed packed day already. I knew I had a lot to get done, so I wanted to get an early start. Good idea...right?
I go out to my car to find that the windows were all iced up. No problem! I had just gone out a few days ago and bought an ice scraper specifically for occasions like this. So, I turned on my car, and turned the heat up on the defrost. Both so the ice could start melting, and the car could start getting warm. I grabbed my ice scraper, shut my door so no cold air would be let in, and started scraping ice off my car. When I had circled around the whole car, I reached down and grabbed the door handle to get in. The door didn't open. I tried again. Still, no results. I tried the passengers side, the back doors, over and over again. None of them would budge. I stepped back and stared at my car in disbelief with my ice scraper hanging limp in my hand. I was locked out of my car.
Immediately, I called my dad frantic, not sure what to do. He told me to get a wire hanger. So, I went back to my apartment to get a wire hanger. I tried to open that door, but it was locked. My key to the apartment was on my key chain. Which was in my car. In the ignition. With the doors locked. I started banging on the door until one of my poor roommates came and opened it up for me. I briefly explained and ran inside to my closet. I looked frantically around. No wire hanger. I looked over at my roommates side. "Rochelle?" I called out. She replied, "Yes, you can have a wire hanger." I felt a surge of relief, for only just a moment. I ran back outside to try and use this hanger to break into my car.
A few minutes later, another one of my roommates comes out. Apparently, she's had experience with this before. So, we started working on it together. 45 minutes later, freezing and tired, we're still trying to get into the car. I looked at my running car, remembering that the first thing on my list was to go get gas. I asked her how long she thought my car would run before it completely ran out of gas. She shrugged and said that cars could go for a pretty long time on the fumes. 4 seconds later... "put...put...put...*silence*" Yes...my car had run out of car.
By this time, my first class had already started.I was continually checking my watch, trying to decide when I should quit trying to get into my car and just call a lock smith. A guy from the apartment next door to us came out and asked us if we needed any help. Both of us, being tired, welcomed his generosity and willingness. He worked on it for another 20 minutes.
Finally, he was able to use the wire hanger to pull down on one of my buttons to roll down the back left window. We reached through and unlocked the doors. I grabbed my keys and let my car rest.
By this time, my class was nearly half way over. So, my roommate drove me to the school, so I could finish the last 45 minutes of class before we addressed the problem of me getting gas.
45 minutes later, we left to school back home, thinking of how we could conquer our next problem. We went inside and grabbed a container for apple juice, emptied it out, made sure it was DRY DRY DRY, and headed to the chevron. I went in for a dollars worth of gas. The lady looked at me weird, but didn't ask any questions.
We put in a dollars worth of gas into this small container. Jumped back into her car and headed back to our apartment. We took the gas and funneled it into my tank. I got into my car and took a deep breath before trying it out. It started!
I raced over to the gas station so I could fill up my car the rest of the way with gas, the whole time praying that I would be able to make it there. As soon as I got gas, I raced over to the school, grabbed a quick bite to eat, and had barely enough time to make it to my class.
So, the next time you're sitting there thinking that your having a rough morning, just be glad that you haven't locked yourself out of a car with no gas. But, if you have done that exact same thing, then don't hesitate to give me a call.
At this subject...I'm now an expert...sorta. Although, it's an experience I pray that I never have again! :)
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