In the building, there is an underground garage. With a door and a small remote control to open it. Except that this made type one year when the door was broken and always opened. It is well necessary to have a digital lock to go to the entrance, another door locked before ascenceur and code in the ascenceur if you want to go down to the garage if the said door of the garage is graaaaande opened.

I had therefore developed habit to rush into rise (or descent) in very reinforce, normal what (it is not as though I had scratched the car of my parents on both sides on 1m from length just like that) (it is their error besides, they have that in step to have a huge car and to lend it to me). On January 5th, courts take back (finally the revisions what), snap I rush and iiiiiiiiiiiiih. Ccci was the noise of the brake, or rather that of my bars of brake. Whore the door was repaired, it is therefore closed. Where is this ***** of remote control? Luckily, a neighbour was also in the garage, an old baby. I ask him to open:

- Excuse me, I did not know that the door had been repaired, I left the remote control inside my flat, you have one of it?

- Yes.

- .. You can open me please?

- But you do not have remote control?

- If, but since it has been one year since the door is opened, I left it at home.

- Aaaaaah my small lady, it is necessary to keep her in the car!

- Yes but it has been 1 year since.. (internal rage, it is express or what?) you can open me please?

- Yes I open you, but it is necessary to keep the remote control in the car sorry!

- Yes, I will think of it, thanks a lot!

I could go out, but of course, I could not any more come back the come evening. It had been therefore good week since my car slept outside. To signal that at present in Alsace, he makes type-10 every day for good week also (it looks as if the world joined forces against me). Then goes to it, scratches your car 10 minutes every morning (and the time which you scratch, of the white frost re-settles), and the steering wheel touches which is so cold as you could leave your fingers there.

And impossible to delay the hand on this remote control I searched everywhere, in all my bags (and yen has handbags), on the Офис, everywhere. And I found them yesterday. next to the washbowl. Completely normal. They is necessary be since type there on 1 year, and I have never pointed it out, while she is in 2cm of my toothbrush. Everything goes well, it is absolutely not the brothel at home.

Result, supporting my car sleeps in heat, more need to defrost during 3 years, and I have a remote control with a little toothpaste over. The class.

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