The self-esteem restoring event happened this January. It was one of Great Falls's 228 frosty days and I decided to treat myself to The Best Wok for lunch. I had just a few minutes between rushing all across town to do a million things. I got my Kung Pao to go, and set the bag on top of my car to grab my keys out of my pocket. There were no keys in my pocket. And, of course, I wasn't wearing a coat. I walked around my car to make sure that, indeed, I was diligent in locking all of my doors. My cell phone gloated at my through the window, and there are no such things as pay phones these days. That's of course, even if I had any change. I racked my brain with solutions (quickly, so as not to draw attention to myself as the dope with to-go boxes, no coat, and locked out of her car). Finally, I decided I would walk the three blocks to Target, in the snow with my to-go boxes, buy a few things on my debit card, get cash back, ask for change, call my sister, make her leave work to pick me up, get my spare keys, then drop me off, so that I could get to work on time. But I hadn't made it two parking spaces from my car, when what do I see on the ground? (No, not my keys.) Lying there was an already stretched out wire hanger! It slipped down inside and *pop*, I was in.
That, my friends, is luck.