When I got there, I parked the car in the empty parking lot. There was only one other car besides mine, I parked right beside it and ran inside. When I came back out, the parking lot was still deserted. I looked around the empty lot, which was connected to a restaurant, it seemed kind of spooky with no cars. I decided to get in the car before something got me (I’ve seen that movie). The boss’s car was old school, I had to physically unlock the door with the key. I pushed the key in and turned the lock, glancing behind me.
When I pulled on the handle, it didn’t open. I almost fell backwards. I stuck the key in again and jiggled the lock. Nothing. What in the world? I yanked on the handle two or three times before slamming my fist against the window in frustration. Glad this wasn’t a horror movie, I’d been gone. I walked to the passenger’s side door and tried the lock. I pushed the key in and turned it. Nothing. I yanked on that door a few times before huffing. Am I going to have to call the boss and tell him I can’t get in his car? How do I explain that?
I looked around the parking lot, there was no one to help me. On the upside, there was no one to get me either. I try to see the silver lining in things. I walked back to the driver’s side door and tried the key one more time. I sat the bag of medicine on the hood so I could use both my hands. It still didn’t work. I yanked on the handle one last time before I spun around and leaned on the car door. Great, this is just great. I could just hear my boss’s voice now, “What do you mean you can’t get in my car?”
I folded my arms across my chest and thought about quitting. My job that is. I glanced at the car I had parked beside, it looked a lot like my boss’s car. In fact, it was weird, the more I looked inside, the more I recognized things. The map on the dash looked just like the one in--
OH MY GOSH! ARE YOU KIDDING ME? That was my boss’s car! I spun around and look inside the car I was leaning on. IT WAS SOMEONE ELSE’S.
I grabbed the medication off the hood and ran to the passenger door on the other car. I pushed the key in and twisted, the door opened without a hitch. I jumped inside and cranked the car, glancing around me to see if anyone had seen this ridiculous display I had just put on. There was still no one there. God, in His wisdom, had kept the car alarm from going off on the other car; I am convinced! Why? Because He knows me, He knew this would be something I’d do.
As I was driving back, I stopped at a red light. While I waited for it to turn, the thought crossed my mind that the other pharmacy probably had camera’s in their parking lot. I rested my head on the wheel, someone in there probably had a bag of popcorn open, with their feet propped up on the desk, laughing at me while I struggled to open a car that wasn’t mine.