Current Events > Key broke off in the ignition. Just got home after fiddling with it for 2 hours.

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Left my house around 9:00 pm to get some donuts. Simple first-world errand, right?

Wrong.

Just got back around 11:00. I was leaving Dunkin Donuts all ready to go when I noticed that the key would not rotate to start all the way. Never done that to me before so I tried to reset it back to the off position and tried again. Upon doing so I hear a faint snap inside the mechanism and while I thought that I was turning my key, I saw in my grips a stump for a key instead.

It was on that moment, that I knew I fucked up, and that the next four hours of my life were gonna suck, and AND I was going to have to shell out at least 100 bucks to the locksmith this late on a Saturday. <_<;

So there I sat, in quite a pickle, thinking on what I was going to do next since all the tools I had were irrelevant to what I needed. I tried bending a electrician's staple, but alas, it was too thick to squeeze inside, same thing with frame nails and Brad nails. 48 minutes passed by and I was running out of options. Keep in mind that I didn't want people thinking that I was breaking in to a car, and worried that the cops, who really love their donuts would pull up and park next to me asking me questions and call for an t-wagon. Oh, and did I mention that it was scorching hot the whole time?

I know, paranoia. I don't give a fuck. I REALLY didn't want engage with people and I sure as hell wasn't going to shell out hundreds of dollars. It was one of the few times in my life that I wished I smoked to soothe out the stress. What I did was eat my donuts and finished my coffee in 100 degree weather. LMAO

10:37 pm

I've exhausted these ideas:
- Belt buckle rod
- swiss knife
- key chain guard
- used toothpick I've found scattered in the parking lot (I grabbed it with a napkin)
- short ass thorns

FUCK IT. I go to trunk and notice 2 strands of 14-2 copper wire and said to myself. 'Thank you baby Jesus.'

I stuck 2 ends in the open grooves of the key and EASILY prodded it out. Great. How the fuck do I get home now? I had the genius idea of sticking it right back into the ignition and with the broken key stump I managed to turn on the goddamn fucking engine. Joyful expletives could be heard a block away. Never has the sound of a truck made me so happy.

I told my friends, and brothers this and they thought I was hilarious as hell. I had the spare key in my other truck, and had vice versa. Smh.

All I just wanted was some chinese food and donuts, man.
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