Rebecca Hb. (
beckyh2112) wrote2005-07-19 10:47 pm
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Breaking and Entering
Or, human stupidity in action.
So, Mom is spending the night with her mother, and I'm home alone. Big deal, right? I'm eighteen, I can handle this. Problem is, there isn't any food in the house. So I decide to do a quick run to Mickey D's and get a spicy chicken sandwich.
Lock the door, step outside, dig around in my purse for my keys. Don't find them. Realize I must have left them inside, like I did the other day when I had Mom with me and she just unlocked the door for me. Panicked. Tried to break down the door. Stopped and went around to the back to break a window open. Discovered that I couldn't do that easily, even with a brick. Took my brick, went around to the front door, and broke the decorative glass panel on the side nearest the handle. Reached in, unlocked the door, went inside. Cleaned up the broken glass. Went to look for my keys.
Discovered that I had dropped them in a different compartment from my purse than usual. *cries*
So, Mom is spending the night with her mother, and I'm home alone. Big deal, right? I'm eighteen, I can handle this. Problem is, there isn't any food in the house. So I decide to do a quick run to Mickey D's and get a spicy chicken sandwich.
Lock the door, step outside, dig around in my purse for my keys. Don't find them. Realize I must have left them inside, like I did the other day when I had Mom with me and she just unlocked the door for me. Panicked. Tried to break down the door. Stopped and went around to the back to break a window open. Discovered that I couldn't do that easily, even with a brick. Took my brick, went around to the front door, and broke the decorative glass panel on the side nearest the handle. Reached in, unlocked the door, went inside. Cleaned up the broken glass. Went to look for my keys.
Discovered that I had dropped them in a different compartment from my purse than usual. *cries*
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God, my head is so screwed up right now. Narrowly avoided having a nervous breakdown at work by having it at home instead.
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Feel free to snag me online or call over here if you want. Sometimes all you need is a friendly voice to rant at. I think you've got the home number, right?
(snugs)Hope things get better for you soon, babe!
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...Only to find when she got downstairs again, that the door wasn't really locked. =P
*patpat* Don't cry. Here, gaze upon the TF icon... maybe it'll at least make you smile. =)
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