Locked up

More like locked out!

All I have to say is, what the hell was I thinking?! Apparently I wasn't! I was super tired from last night. I stayed at work late to cover a bit, while the night staff had a meeting. No big deal, I wanted to watch Desperate Housewives anyway. It was the final episode ever last night. By the time I would have got home, I definitely would have missed a lot so I'm glad I stayed. 

Being completely exhausted, I stumbled into the house with just enough umph to to hop in my jammies and go to bed. Waking up to my annoying alarm clock was really hard, all I wanted to do was sleep in. Yuck. I got in the shower, changed my clothes and got my things together. I grabbed my bag and my fleece jacket, locked the door and walked out. WAIT...WAIT! YOU'VE GOT TO BE FREAKING KIDDING ME. No keys on me, in fact I could see them through the window. GREAT.

After pounding on the door (like it would open lol), trying to pick the lock with a screwdriver and knife, breaking on of the screens in the window in attempt to open it...I was at a total loss. My mother has DRILLED it into my head to lock like every existing door in my house, so I was majorly fucked until 12:30 when my dad got home from work. I paced around for about ten minutes before I called work and told them what happened. I ALWAYS feel guilty about showing up to work late, or calling in (which I never do). Our schedule was busy and I didn't want to be late! I kicked the door a few more times, thinking that my killer Nike's would magically open up the door and throw my keys at me. I went into the garage and looked around for any keys that I could find. There was a spare I had put in there, and was super pumped to find it! My savior, gee how freaking smart I am! I got into my car and started it. Rumm, rummm. WOULDN'T START. UGH. This key wasn't programmed to start my car, only to open up the doors. MOTHER EFFER. 

It was then when I realized that Marissa was home until the end of the week! YES! Thank God for good friends, because I called and woke her up. She was AWESOME enough to take me to work and pick me up later! She was definitely a life saver. If Marissa never came to get me, I'd be stuck outside for three hours. Everyone wants to make fun of us "young folk" for always having our cell phones on us. Well let me tell you bitches what, if I didn't have my phone with me...talk about being seriously FUBARed. 

I ended up being only 11 minutes late to work, and thankful that one of my bestest friends in the world was home! The rest of the day was kind of a blur. Needless to say, I'll be keeping my keys with my phone from now on!