I left work one rainy evening, umbrella overhead and backpack on (my lunch carrying device) and headed three blocks away in the dark where I left the car. I hadn’t had the car long, hadn’t learnt the number plate and should probably mention I am obviously quite pregnant.
I arrive at my car, I’m clicking the button on my keys to unlock the door … and nothing is happening. The doors are not opening. Fine, I’ll use the keyhole. Hang on – there’s no keyhole? I’m circling the car like an eagle and its prey, around and around, but confused. Click, click, nothing.
I call the second in command (the husband) and complain about the ‘stupid’ car. He says he’ll come and pick me up.
Meanwhile, I’ve attracted some attention to myself with a woman leaving a business (where I parked) going to her car after watching me suspiciously. She sits in her car with the engine and headlights on. Staring at me. Could have helped me I thought. Pregnant woman in the rain with an umbrella and backpack hardly fits the description of a car thief I thought.
I look around and glance up the hill. WHOOPS! There’s my car – 100 metres further on! I’m standing in the spot I parked yesterday.
Posted by mom7108, 28th July 2015
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