those fleeting moments

They're difficult to describe. Like, that moment when you suddenly realize that you left the keys in the car as the door is being slammed shut.

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Shaggie......did you just do this?

 

I have the right to remain silent.

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:rofl: That you do!

Terrible feeling that split second.

Edit...I will confess to locking my keys in the trunk when at the beach. Had to wait for hours until my partner got home to bring me the spare set.

 

Trunk is far worse. If it's in the passenger compartment, at least the window frame thing can be pried open a little and a rod stuck down to open the lock.

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I hear you. What made it totally a moronic move was that I have a spare key in my purse, which I threw in the trunk also. Try explaining that to someone on the phone and not getting a person on the other end who laughs at you.

 

Or like, right before you slam your finger in the door and realize its going to happen but its too late to move. Fucking cars

 

Or like when you have to run the morning pastries a mile down the street to the coffee shop and you load the oven with bread, right before you leave, with more growing on the workbench. Then you put the pastries in your truck and lock up and secure the restaurant and leave by the side door which automatically locks. You mean the moment right when you slam the door and remember that your key to get back in the restaurant is in your jacket, in the restaurant? Yes I really hate those moments, I also hate the moment when I return and have to break a window to get in before my entire mornings work turns to shit. But I guess its the little things that keep day to day life interesting

 

One of the worst fleeting moments I've seen was an old news clip on CNN about a skydiver who put on elaborate video gear and filmed a group skydiving. He remembered all the video gear but forgot his parachute and died.

His body and the tape were recovered and you could see the moment of panic on the video when he realized he didn't have his parachute.

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Holy sheepshit batman, talk about a sinking feeling

 

the only time i ever locked my keys in my vehicle, i also managed to leave it running as i did so.

and then there was the time i dropped my car off to get worked on and walked 45 minutes to work, only to realize that the mechanic had my key to get into work.

 

that reminds me of how I always forget to pack my brush in my purse when I'm going away for a few days...only to a much greater and definitely more grave, extent.