Last night at Camp Gladiator we were halfway through when a crazy rain storm rolled through. We grabbed our things and dashed for the bridge making it just before the heavens opened. We repositioned ourselves under the bridge, but at one end (the end I was at) the wind was blowing the rain underneath the bridge and we were getting soaked! So, I moved again.
I'm always paranoid about leaving my purse in the car, and definitely about leaving it in the car unhidden but I figured since I was working out right next to the car, it would be fine. Then we left the parking lot. Then the paranoia set in even though, lets be honest, who would break into a car in the middle of a torrential downpour in daylight? Anyway, I thought I should go and check that it's locked and that I really didn't care if I got wet. I looked around for my keys and I couldn't see them. I'd left them where I'd originally set up my mat which was now pretty much a giant puddle. My keys were in a puddle.
I grabbed them and ran into the rain, pressing the lock button and hoping that was enough. After the workout was over and the rain had stopped I walked back to my car to leave. I kept pressing the unlock button but nothing was happening. I stook there, freaking out a little, because my spare car key was inside my purse, in the car. My phone was inside my purse, also in the car. What was I to do? Then I noticed the magical hole called a "lock" where you can insert said key and unlock the door. DUH. (And obviously, when I ran back in the ran to lock it, nothing would have happened because the remote was dead). Has it really been that long since I've had a manual lock car? I felt super dumb. But I think it's pretty safe to say the remote is dead. Good thing I have a spare one! Who knows, maybe it'll dry out.
Bahaha!! I like this story because it's totally something I'd do, too! Haha! Put it in a bag with some rice and that might dry it out?
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