Further Adventures of .....

Think of the five dumbest things you've ever heard of a person doing and know that this will probably bump one of those to number six on the list.

Not to forget, embarrassing as hell. 

And for a while, I didn't think I'd make it home to document the ordeal. 

Initially I wasn't going to write about it, then I was, then not and well you see how that mind game turned out. 

Earlier this evening, in near panic mode, I did the last thing I wanted to do .... call the police.

It wasn't a crime or anything .... unless idiocy has become a crime.

While searching for a local establishment after seeing people raving about their fish & chips ....

Genuine English style.

Unable to find the street mentioned by a guy on facebook to navigate around all the road work in the area.

In frustration, I turned into a car dealership lot, thinking there might be an exit to the road at the other end.

In reality I don't know if I was thinking at all .... But here I was in this place.

I drove the length of the lot and there was no exit.

Turned around to go back to the main entrance and the gate was closed.

Oh, is that a lock on the gate?" flashed through my thoughts.

Sure enough .... locked in!!

7:25 in the evening, darkness approaching and I'm locked in.

"What the hell am I going to do?"

I called the dealerships business phone and left a message .... I had great doubts it would be heard before tomorrow morning.

I actually thought about driving through the gate.

"Where's the damn security guard when you need one? Do they even have one?"

Apparently not!!!

"How the hell am I going to get out of here?"

I dialed up the police .... They're in the business of helping dumb people, right?

The dispatcher told me she'd send out an officer.

About 10-15 minutes later, she called back to tell me an RP was coming to unlock the gate.

"What's an RP?" I thought. I also mentioned: "Thank you very much!"

Fears resumed upon the RP's arrival when he didn't know the code for the lock.

He called someone, who gave him the wrong code .... then gave him an alternate code. 

There may have been a third code involved.

He struggled with holding his phone and entering the code.

I started to worry again. I didn't want to sleep there overnight.

Finally, it opened. 

On my way home I stopped at the store.

My knees felt weak. My mood and soul, shaken.

While walking the aisles and avoiding eye contact with strangers, I felt like I had the word, "IDIOT" stenciled across my chest.

I was certain that everybody knew.

I'd like to say that it was all one of my weird dreams .... like #6827 in the series.

But that would be a lie.

At least I have honesty going for me.

Taken yesterday. Pretty sure I'm being warned of the future. Perhaps in mocking tones. If you look closely, it appears the crow is announcing: "Beware! IDIOT crossing." I should have listened. 😁⚠ I didn't realize that the clown was me.