So yesterday afternoon I’m pulling out of the grocery store parking lot when my car alarm starts going off. I have no idea what I’ve done to trigger it, but I cannot figure out how to silence the blasted thing.
I finally pull over, turn the engine off, unlock the doors, and lock them again in a desperate attempt to stop the blaring horns. It works, and I breathe a sigh of relief and feel the heat disappearing from my flushed face.
I’ve almost completely recovered when I hear my preschooler say, “Mommy, everybody was looking at you like you were a weirdo.”
And I thought I had at least another decade or so of coolness before my daughter saw me for the nerd that I am.