Not too long ago I was leaving a friends house late at night, trying to make my way back home.. (I was leaving early the next morning for a trip with some people).. so I ended up driving home at around 3 in the morning. I get to my car which is parked at an exxon station nearby..get into the car, which i had left unlocked, and realize...fuck. my keys. where the fuck are my keys. So I'm sitting there, stoned as hell, it's 3 AM...at a gas station with a few suspicious truck drivers and some employees..freaking out about my keys. At this point I thought they were lost at my friends house..or fallen out in someone's car.
Time goes by and now I'm thinking about calling a friend who lived nearby.
But I get out of the car for some fresh air
And I see them, laying on the ground..my car keys.
I was just like....well shit. Then I left, and made it home safely.