Nothing tops off a challenging day like trying to leave work and the key fob is dead. I couldn’t get into my car. Crap! I had to call my husband because he showed me once, months ago, how to bypass the key fob. Oh right…I should have remembered. Damn, there goes the alarm. A very loud, attention-getting alarm.
One of the dispatchers came over to help. Then a driver came to lend a hand. The dispatcher suggests putting the key, which is in the fob for emergencies, in the door. I know I’m kinda car stupid, but that won’t work. This car had doors that looked shaved, so there is no key or code entry on them.
We finally found the secret-squirrel access. My husband sucks at giving step-by step directions. Saying, “now look on the top” can mean so many part in the trunk. We didn’t look where he originally tried to explain where the latch was. Alarm resounds. Woo hoo that’s twice. So obnoxious is my alarm.
Dispatcher opens fob, wipes something off and I can use it again. Need to replace FOB battery ASAP.
Want an anti-theft car? Caddies are the way to go apparently. It even gives you a message when you finally start it…