C.O.P.S!
WTF you ask? The following is a quick way to get noticed by your local law enforcement.
When you lock your ass out of your own car because you are tooooo stupid to grace your stoooopid ass into your local Walmart and get a spare key made for your car and REFUSE to pay $110 dollars to an 24 hour emergency locksmith, the following could happen if you follow these easy steps.
First you have to make sure you are parked in a very nice neighborhood in front of a very busy Subway restaurant. Then you must stand in front of said car with a realllly long piece of wire, a flashlight, a beanie cap pulled way down low , other miscellaneous kitchen tools. Like what kind of kitchen tools you ask? ohhh, like a butter knife, a screw driver and a huge wad of paper towels (created for a wedge? WTF? I KNOW,I KNOW!) And it MUST be 11pm! Being dark outside makes a worlllld of difference!
Now the kicker? You must have a very tall, hispanic man with a go-tee with a wild look in his eye (that would be Rob, if you need to borrow him, by all means be my guest) holding the above mentioned objects, trying to pry open the car by jamming the wire into the car window. Oh yes, I almost forgot! Cursing, evil eye looking and more cursing, preferrably the F BOMB, that one seems to get loaddds of attention from middle/upper class white Americans.
Dont be surprised when the police start pulling in one by one, in every angle wondering what in the hell you are doing.
Long story short, they ended up being out knights in shining honor and realized that we were really just freakin locked out of our car and needed help. They even hung around and chit chatted a bit with Rob and left with everyone smiling.
I was sitting in our truck which was parked shot gun to Rob, chuckling silently to myself while humming the theme to COPS.
Aaahhh Friday night fun. Cant leave home without it.