So, Friday, I'm packing up at work, getting ready to go home.

Papers in bag. Check.
Jacket. Check.
Purse. Check.
Computer off. Check.
Exchange school keys for car keys. Che -

Car keys? Hello?! *Frantic rummaging amongst purse, pockets, desk drawer, and school bag*

Shit. No keys. They have to be in the car. I go to my car. Yup. Right there on driver's seat.

Fuck.

Call mom. Does AAA fix this? Probably, she says. Where's your card, she says. At home in my other purse, I say. I haven't switch back to my other purse after vacation yet. The one with my full wallet - and my extra car key. She gives me the AAA number and the account number. I call. Do you unlock cars? All the time, they say.

Thank, fucking, god.

The time now is 3:05, they say. Someone will arrive between now and 3:50, they say. Okay, I say. I sit on the ground and start grading, thanking the goddess that despite the cloudy skies, it's a relatively nice day.

3:30. Phone call. The truck. The man who opens my car.

HALLELUJAH!

Mike D from Morton's Towing and Hauling - bless you. You have no idea.

Thus, my Friday adventure ended very happily.

HORRAY! (=

When did you last do something dumb, internets?