First I had to work late. Then I discovered that I'd locked
my keys in the car. But the last straw was learning that
roadside service couldn't get a locksmith to me for at least
two hours. Finally the guy showed, looking tired and annoyed.
As he struggled with my door, I joked, "Do those Slim Jim
tools come in purse-size?"
"Yeah," he muttered. "They're called keys."
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