Shannon Stacey

Never mind, Officer

So I’m buzzing around town with a gazillion things in my head. I stop at the library, and since I’m childless at the moment, visit for a while. I come out and total panic.

My truck is gone.

Immediately all remaining brain cells shrivel up and die. I can’t believe I’m going to have tell my husband the truck was stolen. And OMG I’d rather walk than deal with the insurance company. So I’m on the phone with a police officer, reporting my truck stolen, and he says, “Did you leave it running?”

Umm…I don’t think so. It’s not very cold, so there wouldn’t be any reason to. But I fish in my pocket anyway and come up with…

…the keys to the service loaner. Yup, that white 1997 Grand Prix parked at the end of the row.

Scariest thing? Not the first time I’ve done that. So how was your day?

9 comments to “Never mind, Officer”

  1. Trace
      · January 17th, 2006 at 5:55 pm · Link

    LOL!!!! Shannon! That’s totally something I’d do!!

  2. Anna Lucia
      · January 17th, 2006 at 6:33 pm · Link

    Oh no, Shan! ((((hugs)))) On the plus side…. your truck’s not stolen….


  3. Walt
      · January 17th, 2006 at 7:24 pm · Link

    It’s that temporary amnesia that happens when you walk into a store.

    My wife always knows where we’ve parked the car, and I always have to force myself to remember. Like a mini-Alzheimers for autos. I come out of Wal-Mart with the basket and I’m going :shrug:

  4. Karen Steele
      · January 17th, 2006 at 8:13 pm · Link

    That gave me my biggest laugh of the day.
    Ok, that story and my second glass of Pinot together did it, but I think it was mostly you ;)

  5. Shannon
      · January 18th, 2006 at 12:43 am · Link

    Oooooh, Pinot! I don’t know what it is, but it sounds alcoholic, so bring it on. I could use it. :nod:

    And whenever I go to Walmart or the grocery store I park in the same row everytime. Even if I have to park a mile down that row. But on the rare occasion the husband drives me there, he’ll just park anywhere. I think he likes to watch me wander around aimlessly. (Because of course he ALWAYS knows where it is.) I should get one of those smiley antenna balls to pay him back.

  6. Mandy M. Roth
      · January 18th, 2006 at 10:06 am · Link

    You need J’s SUV. Those “big brother peeps” will call her and help her find it in a parking lot. Never once could we see the need for this but, umm, yeah, maybe we found the reason why they offer it.


  7. Shannon
      · January 18th, 2006 at 10:13 am · Link

    Ah yes. I can picture the guy watching the satellite and playing a fun round of “Hotter, Colder” with me in the Walmart parking lot.

    “You’re getting warmer…now colder…colder…was that a :penguin:?”

  8. AngieW
      · January 18th, 2006 at 10:29 am · Link


    no really, I’m not laughing at you, I’m laughing WITH you…

    Okay, I’m laughing at you :rofl:

  9. Jaci Burton
      · January 18th, 2006 at 10:31 am · Link

    never again will I laugh at the thought that Onstar will help me find my car in the parking lot…..:lmao:

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