I had only been working at the pharmacy for a couple years, I was fresh out of high school and learning the ropes. It wasn’t unheard of for the owner to ask me to take his car down the road to another pharmacy for a pickup. That day was no different. I cruised down the road to a closed-door pharmacy, where I was given the code to get in the building and pickup the medication that had been ordered.
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.
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.
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