A Bad Day...

Have you ever had a day where you thought maybe you should just go to bed before anything else goes wrong? Well, that was my day on Friday. The only thing I had planned for Friday was a doctor's appointment at 9:00. I woke up early and decided I would go running. I had left my tennis shoes in my car so I locked my house, grabbed my shoes, and put my keys under my accounting book so no one could see them. So I went for my run and came home with plenty of time to get ready for my appointment. When I went to open my car door it was locked along with all the other doors. I felt the panic as I tried every door and window at my house. No luck. I knocked on a couple of my neighbor's doors hoping to borrow a phone but who wants to answer the door at 7:30 in the morning? Obviously not them! My next option, running a mile to the gas station to use a pay phone. Wow was that fun-- considering I had just been running. I tried numerous phone numbers, collect of course, realizing all too late that cell phones can't receive collect calls- DUH! So now I had to run back home. I tried my neighbors again but no luck. I sat on my porch, panic setting in. No one I know lives close enough to me so my only option left was to ring my neighbor's door until they got out of bed! This actually worked! I called the Springville police department (since they get your keys out for free) and they were at my house in 2 minutes. A cop came and tried for thirty minutes trying to get my keys out from underneath my accounting book. Not the smartest plan, so he decided to call in back up. By the time back up arrives all my neighbors are standing outside watching. Ya the ones who wouldn't answer their doors about an hour ago. Well the back up cop used the slim jim and had it open in thirty-seconds. I was humiliated but glad it worked out. Now I know you're thinking "hey that wasn't too bad" but it gets worse. I had a dermatologist appointment to look at a mole. The doctor was supprisingly nice and funny. I told him I had to take off my shirt to show him the mole, and he told me he might throw money (he is seventy, so that makes it funny not perverted right?). Anyways right when he saw the mole he said, "Oh you have a halo nevus." (google that if you are interested.) He told me we were going to have to cut it out. I jumped off the table, with my shirt and said "Right now?" he told me he wasn't stuttering and to get back up on the table. He gave me a shot, which killed, and just cut it right off. Going to the doctor's always makes me nervous but it wasn't as painful as watching the cop try to get my keys out from under a ten pound text book. Well speaking of my accounting book, it is actually from last year and I was excited when I found out in my current class we would be using the same book. The only problem is I have to use a disk for my homework problems. So when I got home from my appointment I searched my house top and bottom for this disk. No luck. I had to go buy another $ 150.00 book which I already had, just for a stupid disk. What a bad day! Locked my keys in my car, had to go get sometihng cut out of my back, and spent $ 150.00 on something I already had. Oh well thanks for listening and letting me vent!