So, on my previous post "stuck" I told the story of how I lost my keys and my phone and was about to head to the MARTA Station.
Here's the very interesting story that ensued...
So, I headed to the MARTA station. I took the train there, and met my mom on my way to the parking deck. Mom brought me up to the forth floor with her car. Ohh, the our two dogs were in the car, and acting insane. That being besides the point, we arrived at my car. There was a red tag on the window.
I thought at the moment. "Shit, I got a ticket." I did wonder why, because my car was parked legally, and it was there for less than 24 hours. So, I read the ticket, and as I am about to read what they marked, a MARTA police officer shouts: "Hey sir, you forgot you car running with the keys inside. You are lucky that noone broke your window. So, at that exact time, in the back of my head, I just head a "DUH!"
So, I forgot my car running, with the keys inside, in a public parking place, for 13 hours. Yet, it was still running, and the doors were locked when I came back. Also, I forgot my exit ticket for the car inside. That means that someone could just jam the window down, and get out without it being suspicious.
Mom, of course, asked the officer, if anyone had done this kinda thing before. She said she's been with MARTA for a long time, and yet noone had done it. Gee, that adds some bonus point for my stupidity.
Hey, I am ever so glad that I did NOT lose my keys. Also, my car was all warmed up, and filled with Carbon Monoxide, since I left the air on full blast. Also, since I relayed the story to my sister, all her friends keep coming up to me. They say "Hey, can I borrow yer keys? I think you might left it running again." I wish I had the ability to conjure up something heavy to throw at them.
Ehh, anyways, I now make sure that my keys are on my hand as I exit the car. Indeed, I am uber absent minded.

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