You can't spell idiot without an I

Mary and I went out today to go to the store. I buckled her in and then went to start the car. Click. Oh no. Tried it again. Click. Nothing. Dead. Sigh. This happened when Doug was in Iraq, too. Why do things like this happen when I'm all alone? I went to try his car, also dead. He had had trouble with his battery before leaving so that wasn't a complete surprise, but darn, now I have 2 dead cars. I called the local tow company on base. Figured they could give me a jump and I'd go get a new battery or if it was something else, they could tow me to the repair shop. The guy showed up, I popped the hood. Told him that nothing happened when I turned the key. I handed him the key. He opened the door, put the car into park and it started right up. I had left it in drive. I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. How embarrassing. What an idiot. The nice man wouldn't take any money. He probably got a good laugh out of it once he got back into his truck. I know someday I will.