This day just keeps getting better.
Boyd had a one-sided shouting match at me. I didn’t leave. Guess I passed, because he came and apologized.
However, Allen, who had the day off & coulda stood to stay home & clean, brought me to work so he could use my car.
He got texted that he has Reserve service this weekend. So he stopped in work to tell them & they said, “Since you can’t work Saturday, work today.”
He gets off at 11 PM. The X is also working until 11 PM.
I’m 20 miles from home with no car.
Boyd says “Someone will be along here in a minute, maybe they can get you to the house.”
“In a minute” is Southern-speak for any indeterminate time period from 5 minutes to 5 days.
Then Allen called to tell me that he locked the ONLY key in the world to my car, inside it. But he thinks he can get it with a coathanger.