Car Silliness
Forgot to tell this story in the last post but it does make me look quite stupid.
Evelyn and I were sitting in the campground in Litchfield park, finished dinner and were knocking back some cheap red cask wine we had bought. Unfortunately we only had one camp chair and Evelyn was not respecting my ownership of that chair and finding a piece of ground to sit upon. I hit upon the idea of opening the car boot and adjusting some of my luggage to make a comfy seat for me. It seemed so comfy in fact that after a while I stretched out in the boot of the car and lay my head down. Quite cosy in fact.
Evelyn then joked that she would close the boot on me and lock me in the car. This was amusing but she didn't do it. Then for some dumb reason that I cannot fathom I reached up and closed the car boot on myself. I just remember thinking that it will be alright cause Evelyn will unlock it after she stops laughing and get me out.
Just as the lock clicked shut I had a terrible thought. I twisted my arm around and patted my left pocket. Yep just as fate would have it the key to unlock the boot was in my pocket which was on my trousers which were on me which were in the boot. Oooops, did I feel a bit silly. Still the wine made me feel it was all a big joke and I couldn't stop laughing. The sound of muffled giggles coming from the boot induced laughing from outside the car. Two people laughing to each other on opposite sides of a sealed steel box. Not very helpfull. After a while I tried Macguyvering the locked in the dark with my bare fingers. I'm sure the big Mac could have got out of there by finding a role of sticky tape and a small spoon but the intricies of the lock were too much for my inebriated brain in the dark confines of a very hot car boot.
Then I realized that there was a small opening between the boot and the inside of the car. A small hope! Luckily the boot was not all that full and I managed after a little while to manouver myself into a position where I could punch open the little door. I poked my head out but there was not enough room for me to squeeze myself into the passenger compartment. I then noticed that one of the back windows was just open a little. I yelled to Evelyn who was still in hysterics to try and grab the key and for God's sake "Don't Drop It!!!" After nearly dislocating my arm I could just reach the window and with the tips of my fingers pass the key out to Evelyn then I was saved. God knows what other campers in the vicinity thought was going on but it must have looked very very funny.
B
Evelyn and I were sitting in the campground in Litchfield park, finished dinner and were knocking back some cheap red cask wine we had bought. Unfortunately we only had one camp chair and Evelyn was not respecting my ownership of that chair and finding a piece of ground to sit upon. I hit upon the idea of opening the car boot and adjusting some of my luggage to make a comfy seat for me. It seemed so comfy in fact that after a while I stretched out in the boot of the car and lay my head down. Quite cosy in fact.
Evelyn then joked that she would close the boot on me and lock me in the car. This was amusing but she didn't do it. Then for some dumb reason that I cannot fathom I reached up and closed the car boot on myself. I just remember thinking that it will be alright cause Evelyn will unlock it after she stops laughing and get me out.
Just as the lock clicked shut I had a terrible thought. I twisted my arm around and patted my left pocket. Yep just as fate would have it the key to unlock the boot was in my pocket which was on my trousers which were on me which were in the boot. Oooops, did I feel a bit silly. Still the wine made me feel it was all a big joke and I couldn't stop laughing. The sound of muffled giggles coming from the boot induced laughing from outside the car. Two people laughing to each other on opposite sides of a sealed steel box. Not very helpfull. After a while I tried Macguyvering the locked in the dark with my bare fingers. I'm sure the big Mac could have got out of there by finding a role of sticky tape and a small spoon but the intricies of the lock were too much for my inebriated brain in the dark confines of a very hot car boot.
Then I realized that there was a small opening between the boot and the inside of the car. A small hope! Luckily the boot was not all that full and I managed after a little while to manouver myself into a position where I could punch open the little door. I poked my head out but there was not enough room for me to squeeze myself into the passenger compartment. I then noticed that one of the back windows was just open a little. I yelled to Evelyn who was still in hysterics to try and grab the key and for God's sake "Don't Drop It!!!" After nearly dislocating my arm I could just reach the window and with the tips of my fingers pass the key out to Evelyn then I was saved. God knows what other campers in the vicinity thought was going on but it must have looked very very funny.
B
posted by Brad Phelan at Monday, September 20, 2004
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