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     I had a morning adventure. My Auntie washed my clothes this morning and I forgot all about the fob to the car which was still in my pants pocket. After the washing Auntie handed me the fob from the washer.              

    Uh oh! I raced outside with the fob and tried the locks; that Nissan just looked at me and said, “Just who do you think you are?” So I came back inside and looked up on the internet about what to do if the fob got wet. I was told to not panic; I wasn’t totally screwed yet. I took the fob apart and with a paper towel I started to blot dry it. Auntie suggested we put it in a bag of rice in a still warm oven. We did. After a while, more like an eternity, I retrieved the pieces of fob and reassembled them. 

     Then the moment of truth: I went back to the car and touched the door button. The alarm went off. I hit the panic button on the fob and the car shut up. I got inside and the car started. Life is good. {At lease I didn’t have to call the rental company, and explain what a dumba$$ I can be at times}