I fix computers now and then, mostly simple stuff and a woman called and asked me why her monitor would not turn on. When i asked her if her monitor was plugged in she said she had to get a flashlight to see cuz the lights were out....DUH!!!!!
BTW...the window was up and the key I wa reaching for was what I assumed to be the spare key on the workbench. turns out the key on the bench was the trunk key and would have done me no good
I live in a small rural town where everyone knows everyone... and I am still trying to recover from the humiliation that i brought upon myself.
My buddy had just bought a 1966 pontiac GTO...(the ones with the long front doors). I was helping him get the car tuned up as it was running rough. While in the process of working on the car, my buddy decided to run to the local parts store (about 5 miles away) and pick up a new air cleaner. While he was gone i decided to work on the carburator and see if i could get it to idle smoothly. That is when "disaster struck".
In my not so infinate wisdom, I put the hood down on the car and decided to turn the car off...but instead of getting in the car and turning the key, I reached through the opening near the front of the door. Alas... the pressure of me leaning against the door forced it to close. As luck would have it, i was wearing a rather loose pair of sweat pants which proceded to get wadded and stuck in the door jamb.
My first fear was that i would be overcome by fumes in the garage, but try as i might, i could not reach the key, nor could i reach the door handle as i am rather short in stature. There was no possible way to open the hood to stall out the engine. Again, my reach was a hinderance as I could not reach anything sharp to cut the sweatpants loose. I tried to rip them but had no luck. I was stuck.
Fortunatley for me, I had my cell phone. I called my buddy to come back and help, but he had no signal. My next idea was to try to climb out of the sweatpants, but now they were too tight to even begin to remove them. All i could envision was the site of me hang from a car by my crotch, dead from asphixiation... not a pleasant visual (and what would my tomb stone say?)
Finally as a last resort, I dialled 911. I was trying not to crack up as i told them my "emergency". When the rescue squad arrived, they howled with laughter...(I knew most of the paramedics that showed up on the scene). I told them to get a good laugh and open the damn door! They tried to open the car door, but i was locked...(OH GREAT!!!) I hollered "No, you idiots....OPEN THE GARAGE DOOR". They opened the garage door and i was relieved to get fresh air although the fumes were not that bad. In the meantime, neighbors had congrated outside to see why the emergency squad was there. Now the whole nieghborhood knew of my blunder.
Finally one of the paramedics opened the hood of the car and pulled the coil wire off causing the engine to stall. Soon, one of the men took a knife and proceeded to cut me loose from the car. I am not a homophobe, but the notion of a man with a sharp knife cutting near my crotch gave me a very uneasy feeling.
Just seconds before i was released from my "trap", my buddy returned. The paramedics told him what had happened and as they finally got me free (With a hole the size of a volleyball in front of my pants), he asked them why they didnt open the unlocked passenger door and reach across to unlock the driver door....DUH!!!!!
Everyone was howling with laughter to the point of tears...everyone except me. Then they asked if i needed to to step into the ambulance to make sure no body part was pinched or cut during the ordeal, which brought on more laughter. I borrowed a pair of my buddy's pants which were way too big for me and proceeded to drive home to avoid more shame. When I got home, there were 7 messages on my answering machine from people who heard of the ordeal over the emergency scanner. It has been 15 years and still from time to time someone will bring up that story. Will I never live this down???
Hi, I read this post and I am 50 miles from you...51 to be exact...lol. Last time I was in Hunter I tried skiing...as it turns out, I am much better at becoming a snowball than I was at skiing I would like to hear back from you..i am always up for making new friends
After retiring, I got bored so I started a limo and transportation service... Last year I barely broke even, and between $3.09 a gallon and over $1,000 a month for liability insurance. My limo is now for sale. How do trucking companies stay in business????
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I would like to hear back from you..i am always up for making new friends 
RE: HOW CAN YOU TELL WHEN A RELATIONSHIP IS REALLY OVER ...AND THERE'S NO TURNING BACK ?
I realized it was over when I came home sick one afternoon and had to ask her boyfriend to move his car so I could get my truck in the driveway