I decide why not get my nails done while I wait for Babe to get back to this side of town. Yes, I could have called AAA but I figure Babe is going to come to Culver City anyways to get Buddy later, right? So I hop on that Culver City Bus and roll down to get my nails done.
Unfortunately, Babe didn't have Subaru keys with him today because he was driving a rental car, so he had to pop home before coming to get me. Nice guy, right?
Anyways. I'm sitting there drying and I reach into my purse and what's that I feel? My keys? Wait what? But the light was on. The red one that flashes when you forget your keys in your car. But I guess it doesn't REALLY know the difference between being right next to the car and in the car because it's not made of magic. Sad, Cod.
So, I call Babe. Sorry chach, I have my keys. But can you still come pick me up, because I have to go get my car out of the garage.
Oh, and when you get here can I have cash so I can tip the nice ladies? Thanks!
Well then Babe is dropping me and Buddy off and we go get to the car, and then try to exit the parking garage. Except they are cash only and I just gave all of my money to Joycie for painting my toenails. A measly $3 and I have to drive out of the garage in gridlocked downtown CC, go to an ATM and come back to pay the guy in cash. All the while walking in those little paper shoes from the nail salon.
Bad story, bad writing. You're welcome.