Bad Day

So I couldn't find my car keys this morning. I'm searcing EVERYWHERE. I look in my purse, my briefcase, on the floor, in the refridgerator (I once found my phone there) in the couch, my bedroom, the basement (I didn't even GO in the basement yesterday). I'm yelling and swearing at my cats for moving my keys. I finally decide to go look in my car (after like 15 minutes) and yes, there they are - even in the ignition still! So I'm beyond flustered (always a good way to start the day) and I get my stuff and go to my car and start the car. It just makes this weird noise. Turns out I left my keys in the ignition WITH THE CAR STILL RUNNING and I am now out of gas. I am the biggest idiot known to mankind. Oh, and I will NEVER live this down. Case in point:

[Set up: Friend calls a psychic hotline for "real" advice about future.]
Me: Ha! What did Miss Cleo say? I can't believe you, you are so stupid.
Response: "Yeah, well at least I have never left my keys in a running car in my garage overnight so that it ran out of gas, especially when I sleep right above said garage."

[Set up: Interview for summer position. The following is an actual real situation.]
Guy I interviewed: "And I thought that it was fucking bullshit."
Me later talking to co-worker: "And he swore in his interview. How stupid is that? He's trying to impress me and he's swearing in the first half hour like a sailor."
Co-Worker: "Yeah, but at least he didn't leave his keys in a running car in his garage overnight so that it ran out of gas."

Sigh. My life suddenly just got longer...