It all started when I parked the car like a jerk. As I was walking away, I noticed that the car was at an angle crossing the line and taking two spots. I went back to move it.
But I needed something from my backpack, so I opened the trunk to use it as a table. The instant I closed the trunk I cried "OH NO," my keys were in the trunk.
The Toyota dealer gave us only one key when we bought the car. They said ",$275 for a second key." I was pissed, so I declined. But I wasn't entirely stupid. I bought a key and a Hide-A-Key magnetic box online. But the new key was dumb, not smart. I had it cut so that it could open the door, but it would not start the car because it lacked a chip. I put it in the Hide-a-Key box under the car for use in case of emergency.
I should have been covered, right? Wrong. When I looked under the car, no Hide-a-Key box could be found.
The marina has a jimmy tool, but they lent it to the sheriff (cops lock themselves out even more than civilians). I waited 6 hours for the sheriff to bring it back, but he never did.
I watched some YouTube videos about opening Toyota doors. Then I went back to Tarwathie for tools, and tried to unlock it myself. I scratched some door paint, but I failed to open it.
Libby called Toyota for advice. They said call a locksmith. The nearest locksmith is on Taverneir Key, 50 miles away.
Instead I called the local tow truck. He came, and he opened the door in 3 seconds (I timed it), for $60. That computes to $72,000 per hour, but I wasn't mad. I was relieved, and I tipped the driver.
Finally, I could move the car that I had parked like a jerk. As I did so, I ran over my tool box -- a tool box that has been with me since 1974, and that I considered an heirloom.
Oh my Freakin head.
Edit: I corrected the $/hour.