The universe is conspiring against me

We pirates carpool. Scurvy usually drives us around in the pirate mobile (he won the keys in rock paper scissors in 1987) I sometimes drive my motorcycle, but it's "in the shop" (infer from that what you will.) Peg Leg Pete's too young to drive, Lester can fly but has no place to go, and No Eyes has his grand 'personal zepplin scheme that never seems to take off. (pardon the pun)

So today, Scurvy picked me up, and before picking up the other guys, he dropped me off at the office (it's on the way.) As he drove off, and he walked up to the door, I remembered that I didn't have my keys. We're going out of town, and I won't be needing them so I left them at home. Although, now I couldn't unlock the door. I tried to run out after his car and borrow his keys, but I just bought new pants, (which are a bit too large) so as I lurched after him, they fell down. I was momentarily distracted by this new development, and he wooshed out of sight. I tried to call him, but my cell phone was plugged into the car charger.

I figured I could stand on the side of the road, and when he drove back form NEjs place, before going the opposite direction over to PLP's. But then I had a horrific thought: What if he took the other turn to go to PLP's that meant he wouldn't pass me, but would cut around?

So, as I stood there, it just occured to me how many different things had to go slightly wrong to culminate in me standing around, waiting in the cold for 2o minutes.