So in light of the past couple of days, it seems I have had one misfortune after another, and at this point since I'm in a better mood about it, I thought I'd post what happened.
This past Tuesday, I thought I'd finally work on my "I'll get around to it" list that never seems to get done. Well, my '03 mustang daily driver has an aftermarket alarm I installed two years ago that the siren died after about six months, and I've been meaning to fix it. Well, I torn the dash out again, pulled the wiring apart on the alarm, and discovered the battery backup unit was dead. Since the siren's ground wire went through it, it didn't work. So I gave it and the battery their own grounds instead of together, and viola! siren was fixed. While I was in there, I also cleaned up some of the remote start wiring with some better connectors to fix an intermitent problem I had been having every once in a while. It ran perfectly for an hour while I buttoned everything back up. Went to work the next day, ran perfectly.
Well, things took a turn for the worst. I went to leave for lunch, car started right up, backed out, and was driving out of the parking lot when I hear this crackling noise, car dies, and smoke comes out from behind the gauges.
. The steering wheel's locked so I can't turn the wheel, so we pushed the car straight back to leave it out of the way in the parking lot. Everything still works, except now the car just won't start.
Now we fast forward to yesterday (Thursday). I leave work in my now borrowed car from my dad with the intention of going to my apartment, changing clothes, going to my garage to get tools, and head back to work to fix the car in the parking lot. I get home, lock my apt. door, drive around to my garage, hit the unlock button on my dad's car and proceed to get tools. I hear the car door close (wind blew it shut - it was really windy and gusty). No biggie. Go to open the door. It's locked. And where is the key? In the car, on the console where I left it.
So the funny part about this whole thing is now I've got the '03 broken at work, my '65 project is sitting in the garage waiting to get finished so it doesn't work, and now my keys are locked in the car of my loaner. Great day, huh? Three cars in my posession, and they're all worthless to me.
You see, my dad's car is 12 years old so the switch doesn't always work the first time you hit it (he's told me this in the past), so when I thought it unlocked, it really didn't unlock all the other doors. Yay. He had offered me the spare key, but that would've been in my apt, and like I said I had already left and locked the door, and ALL my keys, including the apt key, were also locked in the car. And as if my day wasn't going downhill enough, even if I had the spare key, it was 6:20, my apt office closes at 6, so I couldn't have even been let in to my own apartment if I wanted to. So now I have no ride, and I'm locked out of my apt too. Awesome.
Well, the only good part about last night is because I *luckily* had opened my garage door to get tools (because the garage door opener and key were also locked in the car), I had a spool of wire in there that I was able to slide in the door crack, and, after an hour, was finally able to grab the lock knob and unlock the door. That was a huge pain, because it was made out of rubber, so every time I grabbed it, all it would do is bend over and my wire would pop off.
Needless to say, its been a great two days. Tonight I might go bury a key under a rock or something. Lesson learned: the key stays in my pocket, regardless of how short a time span I'm out of the car (walking back and forth loading tools in the car).
Have a great day everyone, and I hope you enjoyed reading "a slew of bad luck," a story based on my misfortunes.
My story "A slew of bad luck" 
