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The keys are not in the ignition...how I wish they were...


So Friday went about like any other normal day. Woke up, thought about what to make for dinner before DH went off to work... Paid rent, paid the internet cable bill... came home and thought about going dancing that night. However we needed to get D some decent shoes to dance in that wouldn't stick to the dance floor. Well that took some time, and by the time we got back it was late and we didn't have time to go dancing. So we decided instead to go and walk around old town. Took the God-daughter with us too. DH wasn't feeling well, had called off work and decided to stay home, so it was Dar, D and I. Though there was a bit of trepidation and question from her 'rents as to where we were taking Dar, which I found strange, but to each his own I guess. The last words we left with were "in case anything goes wrong..." nice. jinx. Dammit...

So after some Cold Stone ice cream and a walk around the Paseo (a beautiful new open air mall.) we went back down to the parking garage and the car. D thought it would be funny to joke about the keys being left in the ignition. I rolled my eyes. Though I wasn't laughing when I could not find the ONLY SET OF CAR KEYS TO MY CAR. s**t. Double s**t. So we went upstairs, back to cold stone, to security, retraced our steps with NO LUCK. And no keys. Just the car key, the broken electronic lock thingy and a gold key ring with "Blessed Be" engraved on it. Yea, that was fun trying to explain "Blessed Be" to the security person. "Blessed Beer?" no. Be. Blessed. Be.

We had to call home. Got a ride back to the house. Left the car at the mall. To be dealt with in the morning. Jinx. in case anything goes wrong. Oh that just HAD to be said... dammit. s**t. and. double. s**t.

The next morning I got online to check for locksmiths in town. Contacted the first one listed. "Well do you have your car registration?" Yes. It's in the glove compartment LOCKED in the car to which I have only one key, which I LOST last night. Hello? duh. "Well, you should always have a copy of your registration, just get a copy and fax it over to us..." Ok, need car today, cannot contact DMV till Monday.. wtf? "Ok, and we need proof of insurance also." WHAT the...? You want a DNA sample and my first born as well? "CLICK" next.

Ok so 24 hour locksmith, had an appointment for noon. Dad drove D and I back to the Paseo. We waited... nothing. I called them... got put on hold for 10 minutes. "The guy that does automobiles got into a car accident, we can reschedule for tomorrow" Umm.. NO. I am here NOW, need my car today. DAMMIT. s**t. And. double. s**t. AGAIN!

So... back to security, still no sign of my lost keys. On to customer service for a yellow pages. Called numbers down the list. Oooh.. damn, answering machine... Oh yes, no? don't have suzuki key blanks. s**t. Next. "Yes, we can have someone out there within the hour" REALLY? GREAT! Uhh do you need anything from me? "Uh... no... we'll just come there and make the key. " yea.. well that other place wanted.. umm never mind. Within the hour? Cool.

So, they get there, after about 35-40 minutes, I have 2 newly ground keys from the back trunk lock. Only charged $95. 24 hour locksmith said $120 AND UP. So I gave them $120, for tip, and the cost of the parking garage fees. Both keys work. Should have made a third copy... oh well. No security auto lock gizmo though. Those are $150 from the dealer. Too much right now. So I have two new keys, and all is well. Got the car back before 4pm yesterday. DH goes to work that night only to be canceled when he got there. Dammit...s**t.. again. LOL

I still am scratching my head on the request for my registration and insurance. Who are those guys??? The DMV? The CHP??? The IRS??? Nope, just a bunch of locktards.

Strange day it was.