(Couple weeks ago; phone rings here at this old house and on the other end is Robbie)
Robbie: Mom, me and Kaylyn are at the mall and when we came out and tried to start the Jeep it wouldn't start.
Me: (after asking a few questions about any noises the Jeep might be making, etc. and him explaining it to me..) Okay, Bob will be there in a few minutes so just stay outside in the parking lot.
Robbie: Well, it's hot outside so we're going to go back in and walk around.
Me: No! You need to stay outside to be there when Bob arrives and help him. Kaylyn can go back inside but you stay where you are.
Of note: This was in early March when it was warm for this time of year but certainly not "hot".
Time goes by and Bob returns home a lot quicker than I thought he would--like in less than 20 minutes. He's in my car; no sign of the Jeep or the kids.
Me: Well, what happened? (AAA couldn't have gotten there to tow the Jeep that quickly)
Bob: When I got there I got out the jumper cables, etc etc etc. and it still wouldn't start...
Me: (getting a sick feeling in my stomach that we were about to be hit with a very big repair bill and still wondering where the Jeep and the kids where at) So where is the Jeep now?
Bob: Well, when I got to trying to figure things out I realized that Robbie hadn't put the Jeep in 'park' when he turned off the ignition at the mall and it won't start unless the vehicle is in 'park'. Once I put it in the correct gear it started right up.
Me: (relieved!) Oh, okay. Well that's good news!
Robbie is a true blond. Ha ha!
That is just a sad story on a 17 year old teenager. Blond-Blond-Blond.
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