My crappy night/sweet tea in the car floor fiasco continues:
Because I'm working 9 days straight open-close (about 12 hours each day) I knew I'd have to have a family member shampoo the car if I didn't want to see mold and/or ants by the time I could do it myself. That's why I asked my mother to do it yesterday.
Anyway, I am always the last out of the building and when I came out I saw several employees hanging out in the employee lot. I jokingly told them to "GO HOME!" adding "Don't you have anything better to do?!" and they joked back saying that I "practically live there" so I'm "one to talk."
My car was not where I parked it so I had to find it and, thus, I was the last employee to get in a vehicle. I quickly discovered that the battery was so dead I didn't even have a working interior light. Sure enough, my mother had left the parking lights on (I think she accidentally turned them on when wiping the dash at the car wash). There were still two cars in the lot as I popped the hood and trunk to retrieve my jumper cables but neither noticed and both drove off and left me there. Now I was really kicking myself for telling those other guys to "GO HOME!"
I showed some leg and got a cute girl to stop. I impressed her with my manly jump-starting skills to get things running and eventually made it home. There was thunder and lightning nearby the whole time so I had to hurry to get the battery unbolted and removed so that I could put it on the Schumacher XM1-5 overnight (no garage and couldn't connect outdoors in a thunderstorm).