Last spring I went to visit a friend of mine in California. She plays on a pro team out there, so every morning she had practice. One morning I was going to go watch. I rode in with her and a couple teammates. We got to the field and they headed off to the locker room. As a normal routine she took the car keys with her and left them in the locker room across the street from the practice field. I stayed in the car and waited for her to get back so I could walk with her to the field.
When I saw her returning I opened the door and the alarm started going off. "Crap, what to do?!?!" She didn't have the keys, and going back to the locker room would have made her late for practice. I got back in the car and started pressing all the buttons I could find. After about tens seconds the alarm stopped. Unfortunately, it stopped right when I pushed a button. I thought I'd figured out the trick. By this point she was already walking towards the field and getting ready to be out of site. Since she didn't motion for me to catch up with her, I just stayed at the car.
I sat in the car for some time before I was just really really bored. Then I remembered I had my backpack with a couple books in the trunk. Thinking I had turned off the alarm I pressed the trunk release button to get my backpack. As soon as I did the alarm started going off again. Well, I did grab my backpack and quickly got back in the car to try pushing buttons again. I'm not sure why, but I also decided to close the door. Again, after pushing buttons and closing the door the alarm stopped. I was really nervous that it wouldn't stop and my friend would be hearing her alarm sounding during practice and get mad at me.
There I was, stuck inside the car. Not knowing if I opened the door if I would be able to make the alarm stop again. The car was pretty cool when we first arrived. As I sat there in the closed vehicle it started to get hotter and hotter. I started to get more and more anxious about the whole situation. Good thing I had a water bottle with some water in it.
After about 45 minutes of being in the car, I couldn't take it anymore. Sweat was dripping down my forehead. I was feeling claustrophobic. That was it. I opened the door. The alarm sounded. It turned off in about 10 secs and I finally figured out that it would all by itself. That's a really long time when alarms are involved. Fresh air never felt so good in my life! I ended up calling a friend while I waited for practice to end.
When my friend walked up I recounted the events of the previous two hours. She wondered why I didn't follow her into practice, but promised the next day she'd leave me the keys.
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