Ok.. I'm sure a while back some of you can remember when I posted something about getting into a car accident (s). Of course one accident wasn't enough and 30 minutes later I was in another one.
Well...
Today was the third time of locking my keys in the car. The first time I was in a hurry and didn't think much of it and left them sitting on the floor of the car. I'm not sure why I threw them on the floor, locked the door, and shut it. Doesn't make sense but I honestly don't remember doing any of that. So.. Joab the officer came (from public safety) and unlocked my car and jokingly told me to never do that again.
The second time I remember thinking to myself... put your keys in the purse, Barbara. I did. But I guess I didn't tell myself... pick up your purse, Barbara. I left my purse sitting on the floor. Sighs... so Jeff the officer came. Actually I flagged him down while he was driving around on campus and told him to follow me to my van.
The third time was today. I had several bags to take to class today and I thought I grabbed them all. No. I left my purse sitting on the floor again. I went to class and decided to worry about it later. I called public safety after class and Jeff (again) the officer came and helped. He chuckled and said, "I remember this van with the stickers!".
So... when you see me do or say something once that was a mistake.. just wait.. it'll happen again because for Barb Garard.. one time isn't enough.
*Did I mention that all three times happened in one month??
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This reminds me of growing up Barb. One of us learned our lesson the first time around, and the other one waited three or four times until their lesson was learned.
At least you had a valid license at the time! :-)
I almost did the same thing yesterday, Barb. I took everything out of the car (of course the first things are the kids), then closed the door. The house was locked. Thankfully, the doors did not lock on their own this time and I did not lock them. I opened the door and there were the keys on the floor. I tell you, where is the brain sometimes?
By the way, after we talked on the phone, we were stopped facing each other at the same light on 20th st. What a small town!! ha
that is SO barb,Poor Officer guy! Paul has done that MORE than once too!
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