Well, it happened!!
Sitting in the office one night, twiddling my thumbs (playing Pinball on the 'puter as we don't have 'net access) when I get a call.
Me: Trixie Cab, this is Trixie.
He: Hey Trixie, this is Habib. (NOT his real name)
Me: Hey Habib. What's shakin'?
He: I'm locked in my car.
Me: Yeah, right. What's really going on?
He: No. I'm serious. I'm locked in my car.
Me: thinking this guy has never really joked with me before so he might be serious Um, your cab?
He: No personal car.
Me: ... Seriously?
He: I'm not kidding you.
Me: Dude ... you're locked IN your car??
He: As silly as that sounds, yes.
Me: Well hell. Is the top down?? this is the one I've had stored up for years, I'm sure you've all heard various blonde jokes about this situation.
He: Um ... what?
Me: Sorry, American humor, you wouldn't get it. So, where you at?
He: In the parking lot.
Me: What kinda car you got? he told me And what is it you're expecting me to do? I'm guessing your keys are in there with you, yes?
He: Yeah.
Me: Can you roll the windows down? I couldn't help it ... this was some funny shit!!
He: Come on now Trixie, I have no power to my car. The doors are locked, no windows, etc. Can you come out here, please?
Me: Sure, but what do you want me to do ... break a window?
He: NO! I have a set of spare keys in the cab, it's still running in front of where I'm parked. Just come get them and let me out.
Me: Hunh. All right. Be right there.
As I was walking out there he came running up, apparently the back door was unlocked so he crawled through the seats to get out.
This amused the bejesus outta me.
