How many people does it take...

OK, it wasn't a lightbulb, but I locked my purse in my trunk when I was at the church today. The purse contained BOTH sets of car keys.

It looked for all the world like you could gain access to the trunk from the back seat if you could just figure out HOW.

Let's see, I got input by phone or physical labor from Spring, Sue, Becky, Joe, Darrell, Richard, Dan and Barbara Hagar, Johnna, the Russellville Mazda dealer, the AAA helpline dispatcher, people I don't remember, and (drumroll, please), the heroes of the day, Mark and a guy named Robert from Crain in LR where I bought the car.

Mark got Crain's phone number from the internet, this guy Robert kept conversing with other employees, and the THIRD time he called me back, he had the solution! There was a "secret button" (not in view) about where your knees hit when you're sitting in the driver's seat of the car. That's the best way I can explain it.

I solemnly swear that from now on I'll keep my spare set of keys somewhere besides in my purse, and I'll try to find the owner's manual and put it in the car, too!

It was great having friends who cared, and it reminded me of this quote:

You can always tell a real friend: when you've made a fool of yourself he doesn't feel you've done a permanent job.
--Laurence J. Peter

I also lost my wedding ring this morning, and I got stuck in my seat belt this afternoon.
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(Did I say that out loud? Oops, now maybe you'll decide I DID do a permanent job today.)