Thursday March 11, 2010 cont...

Driving back to the hotel, I examined the car for my phone. At this point I wasn’t in a panic because I thought I had lost it three previous in our short drive, I had just figured it was another one of those moments. Dixy looked around for her phone to call mine but hers seemed to be nowhere. I found it behind her seat. We got all hyped up for nothing. Next she proceeded to call mine. No sound. So she decided to try again and once again nothing. Feeling quite depressed, I just ignored it and walked into the hotel room. She was very persistent when she decided to call Hooters. Twice they picked up and put us on hold, then hung up. The third time we called we made sure we got to the point so that their brain (as tiny as their clothing) could comprehend. Yes, they had it. Since Dixy had accidently locked her keys in the car and we had to wake up at 4 am, we told them we would come pick it up on Saturday. They told us that was fine and that they would place it in the safe. So we went to sleep.