And then this happened…
I went shopping in a real store instead of online. [My first mistake perhaps?] The store was about 20 minutes from home.
I parked my sweet Olivia, my 19 y.o. Honda Accord, in the parking lot then went inside a store to buy a few things. I returned to the parking lot and put my bags of stuff into Olivia’s trunk.
Then I got inside the car, began to turn on the ignition with my key, but before I could get Olivia started THE POOR DEAR WENT WACKO and began blaring her security alarm with me inside the car.
I tried getting in and out of the car, but to no avail. She continued to produce a jarring cacophony.
I tried pushing random buttons on the dashboard, but the noise continued.
I tried using the little button on my key to deactivate the alarm but the battery in my key had gone dead. Did. not. work.
Given up the ghost.
This left me sitting inside my car in a parking lot with no way to turn off the alarm while the alarm continued to shriek in a pattern of 3 long honks, 2 second pause, 3 long honks, 2 seconds pause, ad infinitum.
Thus it came to be that I drove Olivia home serenaded by her ear-piercing security alarm system, noticed by many other drivers on the road.
Oh yes I was.
But the story does not end here…
Once home I pulled into our garage.
You may remember that a few months ago a car was stolen at gunpoint from inside a neighbor’s garage; the neighbor walked into his garage while the car was being stolen [weird story here]. It was the talk of the subdivision.
At that time Zen-Den and I agreed that if I ever knew or thought someone was following me home, I should pull into our garage and start blaring my car horn, thus alerting him to trouble.
Which, of course, is exactly WHAT I UNINTENTIONALLY DID when I pulled into our garage because I couldn’t turn off Olivia’s rather robust alarm system.
Thus it came to be that a worried Zen-Den, who was working from home, heard the alarm and figured I was in trouble.
But before I could get inside the house to tell him what had happened, he came running into the garage to rescue me from harm, not realizing it was just my sweet Olivia throwing a hissy fit.
Oh yes she was.
QUESTIONS OF THE DAY
Has your vehicle [car, truck, SUV, van, motorcycle] ever set off its security alarm system for reasons unclear?
If so, what did you do?
Do you prefer to shop online thus avoiding any and all drama associated with going to a brick & mortar store?
[Gold star to anyone who understands the literary allusion in the title of this post.]
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