Simmering Rage 2b: The Tire, The Cane, And The Hamburger

On Thursday, I had to go by the title office for Farmer H, to drop off some forms (which I had to fill out!) regarding the recent deal to sell HIS LAND. I did not want to do this. I hate this stuff. And Farmer H had already signed the other papers, meaning I had to go without him.

At least it was Errand Day, and The Pony agreed to accompany me. I said I was planning to bring my cane. There's a step to get through their threshold, and without an appointment, I was afraid I might have to sit in the outer chairs to wait. They are armless, and I might need my cane for balance getting up and down.

Temps were in the 30s. I dressed in three layers. I just can't stand the cold. Must be my lack of a thyroid. The garage is especially cold, and I shiver before T-Hoe's heat starts to work about two miles down the road. I went out and put the papers, and some ham and beans and corn muffins for The Pony, into T-Hoe's passenger side.

I turned to A-Cad, to get my cane out of the back seat. I almost ripped my arm off! The door was locked! What in the Not-Heaven??? We don't lock our vehicles out here. Farmer H always said, "If a prisoner escapes, he'll head to the highway to catch a ride, not out here in the woods to steal a car. But if he does, it'll be unlocked for him to hotwire, and he won't need to break into the house for keys!" More Farmer H logic.

Anyhoo... I was a bit upset, because I was not wanting to waste any time, to get to town and get that paperwork done before errands and the dropping temperatures before Friday's storm. I really wanted my cane. Lucky for me, I have the spare key for A-Cad in my purse. So I fished it out and tried the clicker to unlock the doors. 

NOTHING.

I tried that clicker several times. It was deader than a doornail. I suppose it needs a new battery. I put the key in the front door lock, and got it open. I used the button on the armrest to unlock all the doors. I hobbled to the back door again. Found my cane. Saw no reason for the doors being locked. Just a few pocketknives and some mini flashlights in packages. I closed the back door. Hobbled to the front. Tried locking all the doors with the armrest button. The alarm started sounding. I couldn't stop it with the clicker. Dead, you know. So I had to lean in and put the key in the ignition and start A-Cad, which shut off the alarm. Then I had to leave all the doors unlocked. What's the use of only locking the driver's door with a key? 

You can bet Farmer H got an earful when he came home. To which he replied, "Huh."