Stuck in a Truck

Today I decided would be a great time to get my boxes upon boxes of "stuff" cleared out of the storage unit I had been renting. When the townhouse was put on the market, I was told that the townhouse should be "de-cluttered" as much as possible, including my personal stuff...pictures, excess dust collectors, etc. So, having no garage or basement, I found a self-storage place not far from the townhouse to rent short-term. Upon arriving at the storage unit, I had a decision to make. Either make MANY trips back and forth, loading and unloading my compact car, or rent this handy-dandy small box truck that was on the lot. Hmmmm.....I decided to ask about the price for using it just for the day. It made sense to me to make ONE trip and pay the $45.00. Gas prices are still well over $3.00/gallon here, not to mention the wear and tear on the Versa. So, okay, it's a deal. I loaded up the box truck, drove it home, and unloaded it. Cool!! Maestro was begging to go for a ride (he LOVES to take rides, head hanging out the vehicle window, wind blowing through his hair!!!) so I loaded him into the front seat of the box truck, rolled down his window a bit, and locked his door! When we got to the self-storage facility, I got out, locked my door and proceeded to put the truck key in the drop box. OH NO!!!!! Immediately after I let the keys drop into the box, my heart sank. Maestro was still in the truck...with his door locked. I couldn't get the key out of the drop box. I started to panic. The self-storage facility had closed for the day. I didn't even know who to call because the paperwork had to be deposited into the drop box too!! Maestro was barking at me because I hadn't let him out of the truck yet! What in the world was I going to do??? Everything in the box truck was manual. No automatic door locks, and the manual lock was about 3/4 of the way down the inside of the door. There were no runner boards on the outside of the truck for me to stand on. Okay, take a deep breath and think this through. Since Maestro's window was rolled down about 6 inches, maybe I could reach in to get to the lock. No, I'm too short and no runner boards. Maybe I could drive my car next to it and stand on my car....no, the other truck was parked too close. Maestro is getting frustrated with me because I hadn't let him out yet!!! I go back to my car and look to see if I had anything that I could stick in the window to try to reach the door lock. Golf clubs....no, they were too long to manipulate. Finally, I found a support from a wire shelf that had been removed from the kitchen closet. I'm not sure what in the world that support was doing in the back of my car, but I was glad it was there because I was able to reach it into the window and pull up the lock button!!! Thank goodness!!! Maestro was happy to get out of the truck!! My panic attack was over!! After that episode, on the way home, I treated him to a hot dog at Nathan's! He deserved it!!!!