you unknowingly leave your car running in the church parking lot for the duration of the service. With the doors unlocked. True story.
This morning I arrived at church, just in time to meet my friend Wendy for the 11:00am service. Seeing a car waiting to pull into the spot next to me, I quickly grabbed my purse, jumped out of my car, and hit the lock button (or, so I thought). Upon slamming the door, I realized I didn't have my keys in my hand...or my coat pocket. Crap. Keys. Locked. In. My. Car.
Realizing that nothing was going to be done at the moment, and being quite excited for the morning service, I headed into church with the resolve that I'd deal with the issue afterwards. I met my friend Wendy, told her what happened, and was reassured that she could bring me to my parent's home where I believed an extra set of keys resided. Thus, I forgot about the predicament for a bit, enjoyed another amazing service at Mars Hill, and set about finding a solution after the benediction was given.
A call to my parent's house revealed that no extra keys were to be found there, but that relocating to their home would probably be the best solution for the time being. Just to double check, Wendy and I walked back out to the parking lot and headed in the direction of my car in the hopes that I might have dropped the keys near the car, left it unlocked, or some other lucky course of action.
As we neared the car, our hopes were heightened at the sight of a small key-like pile of something lying near the car. All hopes turned into incredulousness as our eyes shifted two feet to the right.
"Wendy, is that exhaust coming out of my tailpipe?"
"Yeah, I think it is."
"Oh my gosh Wendy, my car is unlocked. I left my car unlocked and running in the church parking lot, and nothing happened to it. HOLY CRAP! I am so lucky..."
Yes friends, your generally smart and intelligent friend, Megan, left her car running for over an hour in the parking lot of church. And she drove to tell about it :) Apparently, the fact that my brain is usually three steps ahead of where I actually am at that point in time, is starting to catch up with me.
And though I wish I could report this ridiculousness as a one-time incident, I cannot. The same thing happened last summer when I ran into Meijer for margarita ingredients (because, who can really have a Mexican-themed dinner party without margs?). That time the car was left in the supermarket parking lot for 45 minutes--and remained completely unharmed.
Anyways, I suppose an incident of this nature should indicate that it's time to slow life down a bit--that it's time to breathe deeply and focus on the present state of things. But I'm just so eager to take it all in...there's not a moment to lose for this queen of randomness.
Life keeps moving...
and so must I...
with or without my keys, car, or otherwise...
7 comments:
OH MY!
I love it.
You crack me up.
So glad your car stayed put!
Only in grandville is all i have to say. I'm so glad you have your car back in one piece...we'll have to see about your pride! :) Love you and miss you, i wish i could have been at mars on sunday too.
Megs - you are an impressive girl! I'm so glad for you that you still have your car after both incidents! That's the Meg I love - make sure you have your keys next time! It was so good to see you a couple weeks back - I hope your semester finishes up well!
Dude, you are a dork! However, this has happened to me but I was not so lucky to have my car sitting there for me when I returned...mine ended with a police report, and having to buy a new car! Consider yourself lucky!
megs a little out of character for you. maybe you need a nap or two:)
so good talking to you last night - love you a bunch, and so proud of you!
Wow! That is funny. But, if it was gone...I guess you'd have to ask what kind of people are going to your church??
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