The woman in the grocery store parking lot the other day, the one who accidentally hit her car’s panic button again while stuffing her keys into the front right pocket of her jeans? Yeah. That was me, moving through life with my usual grace, beauty and stealth.
In case you were wondering…
by Kate McGinty | Let's Get Personal, To Whom it May Concern | 28 comments
Too true, Alyson. Maybe I’d have more luck if I used the left? Must try that next…
LOL! I hadn’t even thought about that, Pam. So does it make me look like a local, or like a clueless tourist (as opposed to a level-headed tourist, which real does describe most of them)?
Suzanne, I guess so! Especially since I knew a lot of the people who were also in the parking lot and smiled or laughed when they saw me trying frantically to pull the keyring back out of my pocket so I could turn the alarm off.
That was you? tee hee. Hope you didn’t hear me say, “Hey, who’s the moron honking their horn?”
Been there done that! It’s even more fun when you’re in a CHURCH parking lot. *G*
Snort. When I do things like this I often just walk away acting like I have nothing to do with the event. denial. It is a thing of beauty.
i hate when i do that!
Oh, I *wondered* who said that, Kath! So it was you, huh?
Ooh, bookmom, I bet! I hope church wasn’t in service right then.
Eileen, I wish I had reacted with more aplomb right then. Unfortunately, I was running on adrenaline and embarrassment, which meant that I stopped dead in the middle of the aisle, then fumbled for my keys before stopping the alarm. I’m sure that my face probably told the story to anyone who hadn’t seen my fumbling!
Me, too, Virginia. I’ve never had a panic button before, though you’d think that after almost a year I’d be used to it, wouldn’t you?
I’m really sorry I missed that bit of grace! 😀
Ha ha. Every now and then, it’s good to do something like this. Maybe you should have said to your onlookers, “This has been a test. If this had been a real emergency…”
Stealth is completely overrated. I like to move through life making as much noise as possible. 🙂
Following the rules of genetics it would seem that I might have the same panic problem on occasion. However, I’m proud to say that I’ve now gone a year with out such incident. How, you may ask? My new car has *gasp* manual locks. I love’em, and wouldn’t trade them for the world. Rest assured Sis, I previously shared the same level of stealthiness when I drove that little black speeding ticket on wheels.