While loading the car after a shopping trip at Wal-mart, I turned on the car so it wouldn't be so hot for Kameron in the backseat. (i love arizona, don't you?) SO groceries, in. Kameron, in. purse, with phone, in. (do you see where this is going?) I shut the door and CLICK. ugh! Locked out! So here's the thought process going on in my head.
[okay, i'll call kyle. crap, phone's in the car. i'll borrow a phone. what's his number again? (curse you speed dial) oh well, he wouldn't be able to leave work anyway. Spare key! We have a spare key...I think...somewhere... in our house...somewhere in our room. well, i can't really leave the car here anyway, and the key to the house is inside the car, GREAT. Do I call a locksmith? Police? I dunno, I've never done this before. There's no one around to to borrow a phone. I'll have to find someone inside the store. I don't want to leave Kameron here. ugh! i guess I have to!]
So I hurry in and tell the situation to the store greeter and she let's me borrow her phone to call 911. Someone is on the way...
I go out and sweat, I mean wait. I peek in the window and Kameron is sound asleep. (I love that boy!)
Later, I flag down the police man and he gets out and asks questions and then says we'll just have to wait for the fire department.
Fire department arrives HURRAY! and six men all attempt to break into my car for the next 10ish minutes.
JUST IN CASE the police car and fire truck weren't enough to make everyone stare, a motorcycle cop pulls up smiling and joking like it were a National Holiday. (annoying) What's with cops that when ever something is going down they can't miss out on the action and HAVE to be there too? I mean, thanks, but no thanks.
Meanwhile, about 4 fellow shoppers decided to come over and watch and offer advice on how to get in (thanks, but i'm pretty sure they got it! ugh, extra- annoying)
One of the super nice firemen gets a door open. oh sweet relief! thank you thank you thank you!
I rode home a humbled, grateful, and super sweaty mess.
I'm pretty sure I won't be making that mistake for a while. In the mean time, I'm going to find that spare key ;)
Sounds like a scary experience. I'm glad it all turned out alright. I'm super paranoid about locking my keys in the car with the baby in it ever since my cousin Mindy posted a story on her blog about a similar experience. Don't worry, it happens to the best of people. At least the AC was on. :)
ReplyDeleteyay found your blog! scary story, I don't even know what I would do. Seems like you had it under control!
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