aeoliandave
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This is how it almost ended...
Left Pete's about 9pm in a steady light rain. Hardly any traffic on the 402, making good time on the 90 minute trip home...
1/2 hour from home, needing to 'relieve some fluids' I pulled into my favorite gas station out in the middle of nowhere to find it closed. Needed to relieve real bad now, so jumped out of the car to zip 'round the side in the dark. Get back to the running car to find I had bumped the virtually un-bumpable All Lock switch!!!
Can you say "heart plunged to the cellar of my soul"?
This is Classic Tragi-Comedy! Yup, It's raining, it's dark as night can be except for the car's interior, was locked out of the running car with the spare keys inside the briefcase. This has never happened to me, I am always so careful. And I mean I am in the middle of the countryside with the cellphone also taunting me from the dashboard.
Through some dumb luck I had at least pulled the car up to the lit up store windows and also the driver's door was not fully closed leaving a 1/8" gap between the frameless Subaru window and the body rubber seal. A Eureka moment dawned - I realized that with a straightened coat hanger I should be able to run it in and capture the lock latch. But wher to get one? I rummaged through the gas station's garbage bins but they had been emptied. There is a pay phone and I do have change but do I really want to call up CAA? maybe someone will come along I can flag down that will have a precious coat hanger with the dry cleaning>?
Pondering my choices I turned around and looked up and...walked a hundred yards to a house up the road with lights on. Turned out to be the Vietnamese feller that runs the gas Station. Things are looking up!
he recognized me but when I mentioned I need a wire coat hanger he grimaced and said - my wife has only plastic hangers.
ARGHHHHHHH...Shades of Mommy Dearest!!!!!!!
Well, he went into his garage, rummaged around for 10 minutes and came back with...one magled WIRE COAT HANGER! Saints be praised.
Within 2 minutes I had the latch snagged, popped the lock, got in the car and continued the drive, whooping hystericaly like a mad thing!
So adrenaline pumped I broke a rule and called Pete on the cellphone while driving. There was NO other traffic.
Home safe, sane and sound by 10:30.
Perhaps it was the vacuum shenanigans earlier that afternoon with Pete that turned me into an airhead?
Dave blowing up his head while inhaling mothball fumes...
Left Pete's about 9pm in a steady light rain. Hardly any traffic on the 402, making good time on the 90 minute trip home...
1/2 hour from home, needing to 'relieve some fluids' I pulled into my favorite gas station out in the middle of nowhere to find it closed. Needed to relieve real bad now, so jumped out of the car to zip 'round the side in the dark. Get back to the running car to find I had bumped the virtually un-bumpable All Lock switch!!!
Can you say "heart plunged to the cellar of my soul"?
This is Classic Tragi-Comedy! Yup, It's raining, it's dark as night can be except for the car's interior, was locked out of the running car with the spare keys inside the briefcase. This has never happened to me, I am always so careful. And I mean I am in the middle of the countryside with the cellphone also taunting me from the dashboard.
Through some dumb luck I had at least pulled the car up to the lit up store windows and also the driver's door was not fully closed leaving a 1/8" gap between the frameless Subaru window and the body rubber seal. A Eureka moment dawned - I realized that with a straightened coat hanger I should be able to run it in and capture the lock latch. But wher to get one? I rummaged through the gas station's garbage bins but they had been emptied. There is a pay phone and I do have change but do I really want to call up CAA? maybe someone will come along I can flag down that will have a precious coat hanger with the dry cleaning>?
Pondering my choices I turned around and looked up and...walked a hundred yards to a house up the road with lights on. Turned out to be the Vietnamese feller that runs the gas Station. Things are looking up!
he recognized me but when I mentioned I need a wire coat hanger he grimaced and said - my wife has only plastic hangers.
ARGHHHHHHH...Shades of Mommy Dearest!!!!!!!
Well, he went into his garage, rummaged around for 10 minutes and came back with...one magled WIRE COAT HANGER! Saints be praised.
Within 2 minutes I had the latch snagged, popped the lock, got in the car and continued the drive, whooping hystericaly like a mad thing!
So adrenaline pumped I broke a rule and called Pete on the cellphone while driving. There was NO other traffic.
Home safe, sane and sound by 10:30.
Perhaps it was the vacuum shenanigans earlier that afternoon with Pete that turned me into an airhead?
Dave blowing up his head while inhaling mothball fumes...
