I took the hubby's car to the Fruit Bowl today.
LUCKY ME> I Found a parking place right next to the front door!
Awkward that I am, while fumbling for my huge trash can purse I accidently hit the emergency button on the car remote.
BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP!!!!
How do I turn this darn thing off?!? I'm not the type who likes to be noticed... good or bad. But by now, the entire store front is my entourage of curious faces - watching me.
LUCKY ME> I found the button.
Silence.
With head hung low, I apologize to my audience
while on my way inside.
"Oh, was that you?" they say.
They know darn well it was me...
LUCKY ME> They had everything I needed. Well... the grapes weren't too swift so I passed on them. But other than that... it was all good.
Upon returning to my car I find the lights on. I guess I must've pushed a wrong button while trying to stop that stupid LOUD horn!
LUCKY FOR ME> I wasn't long inside. The car should be fine.
While fumbling with my trash can purse I dropped one of my bags.
LUCKY ME> There was only one item in the bag....
Ummm.. Maybe I wasn't so lucky after all... But maybe. Just maybe.. they didn't break.
They did.
Upon pulling in my driveway I find our advertising guy waiting with our newspaper ad to be proofed. Not good timing. I didn't want to get into it with him. He needn't know that I had a bag in the back that was seeping slimy, gross egg ...
I grabbed the proof from his hand. Took a quick glance. "Yep. Umm hmmm... looks great."
Thinking to myself: Thumbs up... now please be on your way Newspaper guy. Go. Go away.... quickly.
I have to get these eggs inside.
"You know your lights are on?" he says.
"Oh crap."
(that's as strong a curse word as you're going to get from me.. but I said it with emphasis!)
I can't figure out how to turn the lights off.
Newspaper guy reaches in, touches a button and voila!
Thinking to myself: Now, go away!
He gets the hint and heads for his car and I then grab my bags and take them inside to see what I can salvage.
LUCKY ME! I have five eggs that were not cracked.
Can someone say .... KLUTZ?
