You laughed the first time I locked myself out of my car. You shake your head at me the second and the third time. But after locking myself out of my car, while the engine was still running, you’d think that this was starting to become a problem. Well, I will never cease to amaze you, because last night I once again blindlessly left my keys under my radio bag next to my suitcase in the back seat of my car. Oh, did I forget to mention that I parked my car in Ala Moana Mall with my car light on?

So, I had two options: leave my car over night, murdering my battery, possibly having my car towed OR calling the tow guy and having him stick a metal wire in my car to help me break into what I had locked myself out of. Of course, I picked door number two, but it came at a price: 50 fuckin’ smackers! Yeah I learned my lesson (I hope)

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