So, Friday morning was the worst.morning.ever. Here’s what happened.
Thursday night my sisters and I hung out. It was a fun night, however Rae was supposed to go with Sar to pick up some pizza and movies, but instead she made me go. This started the downward spiral in events.
Sar: Where’s your keys? You need to lock the front door.
Me: No I don’t; Rae is there.
Sar: GO GET YOUR KEYS AND LOCK THE DOOR!
Me: EH, fine. (Got the keys, locked the door)
Once we got back to the house, I had Sar grab my keys and unlock the front door, since my hands were clearly full with pizza and movies. And that was the end of a fun night of pizza and hanging out.
Now, fastforward Friday morning at aproximately 6:30 am.
I am almost out the door headed to work. Saying bye to the pets, and grabbing the keys. WAIT! WHERE ARE MY KEYS? Panic sets in. Then I remember Sar had them last, so I call her thinking she must have put them somewhere in the house. SOMEWHERE.
I call Sar. NO ANSWER. Great.
I call again. This time she answers.
Me: WHERE ARE MY KEYS.
Sar: How should I know what you do with your keys?
Me: Because you had them last! Remember you used them to open the door last night?!
Sar: Oh yeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh. Hmmm I am driving, but they “might” be in my purse.
Me: OH MY GOSH. Well you need to come back here then.
Sar: ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I am halfway to work. (she works really far away)
Me: I have no choice. I could take Hubby’s car, but I still need all my work stuff and gate pass that is in MY car that is locked in the garage. OMG, I CANNOT believe you stole my keys!
So, after much bickering back and forth, she drives back and gives me my keys. Two hours later she is still driving to work…..texting me, telling me she hates me. But, WHO was the stupid one that put MY keys in her purse?
And after placing much blame on each other for the rest of the day, we discovered that ultimately it was Rae’s fault for not going with Sar in the first place. Because of that one decision, on Rae’s part, it caused a “tear in the universe” according to Sar, setting everything to be out of order and ass backwards for the rest of the day. Much like the movie Groundhog Day.
Moral of Story: Don’t ever let Sar near your keys. EVER. Or it could result in a tear in your universe ,as you know it, and you might end up forever stuck in Groundhog Day.