As I type, I am in my office, waiting for Pop-a-Lock to arrive to unlock my truck for me. I have not only locked the keys in, but they’re in the ignition, with the engine running. In the pouring rain, of course. This happens to me from time to time: when it rains, I leave the keys in the ignition while I gather up my stuff, then open the door and make a run for it. Usually, it’s at home, so when I reflexively lock the door as I shut it, keys in the ignition and all, there’s someone inside who has another key to unlock the door and fix the mistake. Not so at work, though.
:smack:
On top of this (or this on top of) yesterday, on my ride into work, about 4 or 5 miles from home, I notice a guy in a white truck pull up beside me, and point to the left rear of my truck. Not sure what he’s trying to communicate, I take up the space in front of me, to let him in behind. He stays in his lane, though. A few minutes later in the crawling traffic, he does it again, and I get paranoid: maybe its my tire…I haven’t checked them in a while, and I have been on some rough roads lately. Sure enough, I begin to feel a slight list in the handling as I panic mildly, looking for a place to pull over that’s not a mud pit from the rain the night before. I find a wide shoulder, and work my way over to it, all the while feeling the tire sink. I hop out, and turn quickly to my left to inspect the tire. Before I even get to the wheel well, I realize why the man in the white truck was pointing where he did: my lunch, in a brown paper bag, was still sitting on the edge of the tonneau cover against the cab where I had put it while I put other stuff in my truck before I left…
