Well, it is funny in a Perils of Pauline sort of way.

The car alarm blared for 20 minutes before it finally got shut off through some magic combination of me holding my tongue right and saying the correct curses. I wasn't about to call 911 (emergency services) and tie them up with my stupidity when some one might have a real emergency. Still, I kept hoping some one would be alarmed enough to call the cops, who would then show up and tell me how to get my car started. .

The alarm alarmed no one but me.

Just life.