Had myself a good fucky wucky
Was talking on the phone in the car earlier tonight
Had engine off, on accessory, chit chatting
Got out of the car, locked car w/ fob, forgot to take key out. Stillllll on accessory
Fast forward to 1am
Go to drive off
Can't find my key
The oh shit **** moment dawns on me
Keys still in the car
Great.
Go out, try to unlock it.
Battery is shit ******* dead. Can't get into the car. I could unlock it if I had my key, but it's locked in the car
WOOOO
So I return to get a knife and a spatula to finaggle open my hood latch
Dog flips shit when I leave and has a panic attack
Need to calm her down
Get her cool, give her a pig ear, take off
**** up the knife on the hood latch
Need to take a different approach
Go back to the room. Pig ear 1/4 gone. On the clock now. Grab my break-in shit
With the help of a nice, though confused passerby directing me, I manage to finaggle my way into the car, get the door unlocked, and get the hood open
Hook up my jump box
"tick tick tick tick"
Nope. Jump box is too small
**** me
Crawl into the trunk, get my jumper cables.
No one around
Go stand in the middle of the intersection, cables in hand, waiting for someone to drop by
They crack a "you're not going to murder me, right?" joke.
I get a jump and yeetlereedoo on out of there
Obligatory pic of doggo
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