We leave and get a message from her:
Go ahead and eat, I'll be staying a bit longer.
That's all well and good, so we get to the fast food place where we were planning to eat at, find a good parking spot right in front of it and take our sweet time eating our dinner. We finish our dinner with plenty of time to spare.
Then things start to go wrong.
We step out of the building and my dad gets into the car. I step into the passenger's seat and hear something.
*thunk* *thunk* *thud*
Me>> What the hell was that?
I don't really care so I sit down and put my seatbelt on.
Before we leave, I feel for my stuff.
Wallet: still there.
Camera: it's in its case, hanging around my neck.
Cellphone: cellphone..?
Flashback to 20 seconds earlier.
Me>> Thud? Couldn't have been the phone...
So I step out and check under the car, beside the car, in front of the car, behind the car and under the cars beside it.
Nothing.
Where did the phone go?
Me>> Dad, the phones not here.
Dad>> What?
So my dad steps out of the car, shuts his door and goes over to my side.
This is where it gets interesting.
My door closes.
The car locks ALL the doors.
The keys are in the ignition.
Wow. This stuff doesn't really happen, right?
So we have no phone, no car, my sister is waiting at work and we are in big trouble.
And it's my fault.
So my dad decides to run back to the apartment, which is a couple of blocks away, to get the spare key from my sisters roommate. He has an adventure of his own, with two people basically tell him to "get the hell away from this place" since he didn't remember the code to get into the building. Finally the third guy asks the name of the person in the apartment, my dad gets it right of course and the guy lets him in. He goes up to the room and of course my sisters roommate isn't there. He waits a few minutes and she finally arrives and gives him the spare car key and he starts to run back to me.
Meanwhile, I'm at the fast food place asking the janitor, cashier and the guy who took our table when we left, if anyone had seen or turned in a cellphone. I was even ready to ask the hobo outside. I was desperate.
Finally he gets to me with the spare key, is able to unlock the car doors again and he gets in the car.
I stay outside to check under the car one last time.
He pulls the car out of the parking space and under the car is....
Nothing.
No phone.
Finally I get into the car.
Me>> Sorry.
He starts driving to pick up my sister.
Me>> I wonder what happened to the phone though?
Of course, where else would it be?
It was in the car.
April Fool's to me I guess.
This is where it gets interesting.
My door closes.
The car locks ALL the doors.
The keys are in the ignition.
Wow. This stuff doesn't really happen, right?
So we have no phone, no car, my sister is waiting at work and we are in big trouble.
And it's my fault.
So my dad decides to run back to the apartment, which is a couple of blocks away, to get the spare key from my sisters roommate. He has an adventure of his own, with two people basically tell him to "get the hell away from this place" since he didn't remember the code to get into the building. Finally the third guy asks the name of the person in the apartment, my dad gets it right of course and the guy lets him in. He goes up to the room and of course my sisters roommate isn't there. He waits a few minutes and she finally arrives and gives him the spare car key and he starts to run back to me.
Meanwhile, I'm at the fast food place asking the janitor, cashier and the guy who took our table when we left, if anyone had seen or turned in a cellphone. I was even ready to ask the hobo outside. I was desperate.
Finally he gets to me with the spare key, is able to unlock the car doors again and he gets in the car.
I stay outside to check under the car one last time.
He pulls the car out of the parking space and under the car is....
Nothing.
No phone.
Finally I get into the car.
Me>> Sorry.
He starts driving to pick up my sister.
Me>> I wonder what happened to the phone though?
Of course, where else would it be?
It was in the car.
April Fool's to me I guess.
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