I got so mad at myself today for two reasons: I did something really stupid, plus I was reminded of what a creature of habit I truly am.
If Pop-A-Lock didn't tip you, I locked my keys in the car. I had borrowed another reporter's umbrella to walk across the street to get in my car. The rain was coming down pretty hard. I drove the Grand Am closer to an entrance, put my rain coat on and turned off the ignition.
Normally I clip my keys to a belt loop. But since I had the jacket on I slipped them into a side pocket -- or so I thought. I pushed the automatic lock button on the driver-side front door and got out. A minute later, the horn honked as usual. Then, out of habit, I touched a belt loop expecting to feel keys. Oops.
I knew immediately what I had done, but I walked back to look in the window anyway. There were the keys, just setting on my seat. And all the doors were locked.
This was the third time in nine years of driving that I've done this. I think I put about three years between each incidence. Before I made that dreaded call, I tried to use another reporter's keyless entry contraption to get into my car. (We drive the same model.) But I couldn't outsmart that little thing.
So I went ahead and called Pop-A-Lock. They said it would take 30 minutes for them to get here. The guy was right on time, and his visit may have topped 60 seconds by the time I had to sign a receipt.
And it cost $40. Yes, my idiocy cost that much. There are SO MANY other things I could've spent that money on.
Oh yeah. Besides checking to see that I had clipped my keys on the loop, the other habit part of the story is this: I'm not used to putting that dumb jacket on. I know that sounds silly, but I think not being able to clip my keys on kind of threw me off for a second. Is that pitiful or what?