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Sometimes, We All Just Have a Bad Day
Things that make you go, “Hmm.”
Thanks to a couple of employees at the Gas America station in Knightstown, more than a few people have approached me concerning the “locking my keys in my car” controversy.
In an effort to put the rumors to rest, I’ll just tell you that I’m not the only person who has had an occasional bad day.
Yes, I locked my keys in my car. Those are power locks, and the driver’s side window was down about two inches. All I needed was something long and skinny that I could use to push the main power lock button and unlock all the doors.
I grabbed a broom handle that was kindly given to me by an employee at Gas America, and when I returned to the car, two polite teenagers, who had been standing outside talking and noticed my problem, offered to help me out. They went to the passenger side of the car, where the window was down all of the way, and one of the kids used his finger to push the button and unlock the door.
That’s the problem with today’s teenagers, always taking the easy way out.
The point is, I was having kind of a bad day. That happens to a lot of people.
Take, for example, a conversation I overheard at the National Road BP between Tracy Weidner and a customer. The Knightstown man was recently driving home from work and realized he had left something behind. He used his cell phone to call a friend who had promised to remind him to take the item home and hadn’t done so.
About that time, he was rear-ended by the car behind him. That driver had been disrupted when her cell phone rang and she tried to answer it. The person who hit the man? The woman he was calling.
Want more bad day examples?
• Administrators at Westlake High School in Cleveland, Ohio, are embarrassed. Still.
Earlier this month they handed out high school diplomas to 330 graduates, indicating the students had completed their “educaiton” requirements. Local radio and newspapers have been having a blast with that one. The publisher has reprinted the diplomas a second time and mailed them to the graduates, requesting the incorrect ones be returned. Few have.
• According to the Knightstown Banner, 25 years ago this week, former town marshal Bob Bitler, who is still active today with the local American Legion, was called out over a four-day period because of two runaway cows, one cat stranded in a tree, two dog fights and one seven-foot long snake in someone’s house.
• This sent to me by my brother: According to the Fairfax (Australia) Digital News, a 39-year-old man who had been cited 32 times for driving without a seat belt, and who finally rigged a fake belt in his car to create the illusion that he was belted in, was killed in a low-impact car crash that would not have been fatal to a belted driver.
• A friend of mine at the South Bend Tribune sent me this one: Mayor Ken Williams resigned in Centerton, Ark. (population 2,146), last November and revealed that he is actually Don LaRose, an Indiana preacher who abruptly abandoned his family in 1980 because, he said, Satanists had abducted and threatened him, and brainwashed him to rub out details of a murder he supposedly knew about. He said his memory returned only recently, thanks to truth serum.
If I had a nickel for every time that has happened to me …
• From my Texas brother, published in the Dallas Morning News: During the media hoopla last Feb. 5, about that day's 24-state “Super Tuesday” national primary for president, enthusiastic voters called election offices for the addresses of their polling places so they could run down and vote. Over 400 called in Virginia (but its primary would be the following week); 1,000 called in Dallas (its primary would be a month later); "hundreds" called in Florida (its primary was the week before). At least six people were lined up to vote by 6:30 a.m. at one precinct in Milwaukee (Wisconsin's primary would be two weeks later).
What this all means is that, occasionally, we all have a bad day and things just happen.
Take yesterday, for example. I was leaving the Optimist Club diamonds when I realized I had lost my car keys. Within minutes a half-dozen or so people were helping me look for them, and I want to thank those people.
Without their help, I might still be down there looking for those keys.
And I’d like to specifically thank that little blonde-haired girl - I wish I knew her name - who spotted the keys in my hand.
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