I Made My Son's Day
As most parents of teenagers know, it's very hard to elicit a smile or laughter out of your teenager. This morning, at 6:00am my son was rolling with laughter as he knocked on my bedroom door. He was chortling so bad, at first I didn't understand what he was trying to tell me. Eventually between the belly laughs, he managed to convey the message.
Last night when I got home, I locked my car doors. It's not something I do very often but I was a nervous wreck when I got home. I had to give the right away to FOUR police cars who had their lights and sirens flashing. That wouldn't have been so bad but further up the road, they had pulled over the car they were chasing and with guns drawn, had two suspects laying on the ground.
Then when I pull into my street, there are a couple of more police cars. It looked like the police were searching from someone in my neighborhood. I locked my car doors and went inside.
The reason my son was laughing so hard was that when I locked my car last night, I locked my keys in it with the car still running.
I had just filled it up and I now know that leaving my car running in park for 13 hours uses a quarter tank of gas. Some things I just don't want to know!
Anyhow, my neighbor tried to help but was unable to. I called the police department and when an officer arrived, it took all of 5 seconds to unlock my car.
But still, it was nice to see my son getting so much enjoyment and having a good laugh before he went into work. (Sarcasm off)