This morning I was driving to school. Great. Awesome. Good.
My sister gets out of the car, and I went to park it. What happens? The “fasten seatbelt” sign comes on and is dinging like a madman. But it doesn’t stop there. As I’m now pulling out of the parking lot to grab some breakfast (ran out of time today to make it at home, whoops), it just keeps on makin’ noise. I unbuckle myself to see if, for some reason, the seatbelt protecting me that is clearly fastened just isn’t being registered.
Nope.
So now the alarm is going off twice as loud because now the car is registering two unbuckled passengers.
Excuse me.
Eventually the noise stops, but I have to watch the stupid light flash and flash (for what seems like eternity). On my way back to school, it happens again. THERE IS NO ONE IN THE CAR WHO ISN’T BUCKLED. OKAY.
And then of course, as I’m walking into this lovely building called EHS, not one, but both of my shoes come untied. Naturally, the laces are 300 feet long, so they’re just flappin’ in the breeze, doing as they please. I quietly say to myself, “Are you kidding me?” and a teacher smiled and thought I said “Good morning” so they said it back.
Sarah says cars are better in the movies and happy Friday.