If I'm the self-proclaimed Queen of Attracting Stupid Situations, then my husband is without a doubt the King of Attracting Stupid Situations. (Not sure what that says about us being attracted to each other, but anyway.....) I swear, between the two of us, we are an accident waiting to happen at any given moment. The latest case in point? This past weekend when my husband lost his friggin' keys to the underground.
It was Friday evening, and my husband had gone off to coach my son's soccer team. I was basking in my few precious moments of alone time, when the ringing of my pesky cell phone jolted me back into reality. My clearly irritated husband was calling to ask if I would come and get them at the soccer fields. At first he was hesitant to tell me why, but upon further prompting, he finally admitted that he'd dropped his car keys down a sewer drain. Awesome.
When I pulled up to the scene, I found him hunched over the drain using a coat hanger as a fishing pole. Apparently, he had dropped the keys down the black hole of yuck while trying to put the soccer equipment back into his trunk. He'd been fishing around for them for a good fifteen minutes before I arrived but had been completely unsuccessful in his attempts. And to make matters worse, he'd been told by the police department that the Village Works Department wouldn't be able to open the drain until Tuesday because of the holiday weekend.
My irate hubby was just about to say to hell with it all when the key ring miraculously hooked onto the coat hanger at the last split second. Talk about a lucky break! The "Hallelujah" chorus was blaring in the background as he lifted them out of the nasty sewage muck. Granted, the entire set smelled like complete ass and had to be soaked in dish detergent overnight, but we were so relieved to get the keys back that we didn't even care.
I can't even imagine what kind of stupid fun lies ahead of us this weekend.....