Got into my car this morning, and there was a girl sleeping in it……

I’ve got to write this down or else I’ll forget how freaking ridiculous it is. I open the driver door of my car this morning and notice that there is stuff everywhere (not how I left it), and my passenger seat is soaked and dirtied with soil. My first thought was that I left my door unlocked, and someone came in and looked around for valuables, which I had none of. Then, something caught the corner of my eye. At first I thought it was a homeless person (because that would make sense), but it was a GIRL. She wakes up and starts apologizing to me over and over again, saying she didn’t have her phone, keys, or wallet with her. She asked me to take her to her friend’s place and apologized again. I was so shocked, so the first thing I said to her was, “Get out…?” She apologizes again and explains she has nothing on her and has no idea where she is. I, for some reason, asked if she goes to UT, and she said she does and is a sophomore. So, after deliberating a bit, I got into my car and decided to take her where she needed to go (West Campus). Apparently, she went out with a really good friend, who she considers an older brother, to Agave and somehow ended up in my car on 4th and Nueces…with no shoes. Needless to say, she had little too much to drink last night. 

Talk about a crazy morning. Now I need to get my car detailed, cause I’ve got NO idea what happened in it last night. I wonder if someone was with her and tried to look for goods to steal in my car. My compartments were open, and stuff was taken out. I can’t believe they didn’t think my Bath & Body Works Warm Vanilla Sugar lotion and burned John Mayer CDs were valuable! 

First of all, maybe the friend she thought was a really good friend is not?

Second, even though I have a panda stuffed animal on my dashboard, why would you stay in some random person’s car who could potentially be crazy and kidnap you?

Third, I know we all do crazy things, but what the hell??????????????????????

Moral of the story: Always lock your car doors, or you might find a person—homeless or not—sleeping in your car.