I was called down to Student Services today. I sit in the guidance counselor's office, and the following conversation ensues:
Counselor: What kind of car do you drive?
Me: A Saturn.
Counselor: A coupe, right?
Me: Yes...
Counselor: Are you stressed?
Me: I am now.
At this point, I am very nervous indeed. I'm afraid that she'll say I hit another car or parked in the wrong space, or that I didn't register my vehicle correctly, or maybe that someone else hit my car. I'm quickly approaching panic when she pulls my keys from her pocket.
Counselor: I figured you might need these. Apparently you were a little stressed this morning, because you left them in the lock on your trunk.
Me: Oh my gosh, thank you.
On a completely unrelated note, for all of you internet geeks out there- LEAVE BOXXY ALONE!!!
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