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I got a text from my roommate panicking because she locked herself out of her car on accident and she needed to get from her first job to her second job. The locksmith guy she called told her it’ll be a wait so I decided to drive over to her so she can take my car to work and I would call my Triple A instead. I know my roommate drives a white Honda. That’s it.
When I got to the parking structure she was in, she was crouching off to the side on a little walkway next to a white Honda Clarity. We were in a rush so we exchanged cars, she let me know the keys were in the trunk, and she took off. I called Triple A and they get here in no time. I point out the Clarity and they break in with no sweat, the car alarm is just blaring now. I unlock the car and go into the trunk, but I don’t see any keys. After digging around for a little, I decide to call my roommate who told me they were in the grey bin. I told her I didn’t see a grey bin, just a red one, and then I started listing the other things I saw.
There was a pause and then, “OP, are you in the right car?”
I say, “Yeah, the white Honda Clarity you were next to right?”
“OP. I drive a Accord.”
Now, I looking across the middle lane to see the white Honda Accord directly across from the Clarity. My roommate said she was only next to the Clarity because she didn’t want to standing in the road and she thought I knew her car. I’m freaking out now and am apologizing my ass off to Triple A. The guy says it’s ok, but I see him checking around for security cameras. The car alarm is still going off, only adding to my anxiety.
I point out the Accord, the guy breaks in, alarms go off, check the trunk and lo and behold there are the spare keys and I get the alarm off. Triple A takes off after I give them the all good and I’m sitting in the Accord trying to compose myself when I realized I never locked the Clarity. So I go back over, open the door, tripping the alarm again and tried to use the lock button, it doesn’t work so instead I have to manually open all the doors to lock them. I hightailed my ass out so fast after that.
Tl;dr: I didn’t know the exact model of my roommate’s car so I accidentally asked Triple A to break into the wrong car when trying to retrieve the key that was locked in the trunk.
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