This reminds me of the time my bff and I had lunch in Dumas.
She'd locked her keys in her Avalanche and I had to climb
through the sliding back window to reach the unlock button with a stick.
The truck was parked on the Dumas highway, and my jeans-clad ass
(she was wearing a skirt that day so I was up)
was sticking out for all the passing truck drivers.
It was actually quite validating.