Protip: Don't ever drop the only set of keys to your vehicle down a storm drain in a city.
I spent the better part of an hour lying face down in a Bojangles parking lot, fishing for my keys with a magnet tied to a bungee cord. With the most godawful sewer stanch blowing directly INTO my nose.
There isn't enough disinfectant soap in the world to make me feel clean again.
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Update: I retrieved my keys and drove home (after thoroughly washing them in the sink at Bojangles). Also, and I swear to god I am not making this up, there was a small crowd gathered around trying to help me by the time I got my keys. When I triumphantly pulled them from the drain, I heard a little old lady near the back mumble "Praise Helix!"
Almost worth it, really.
Until tomorrow, lovelies.
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