Locked keys in car

You know that moment when you discover
you do not have keys to open car door
you spot them in the ignition waiting
that terrible moment that defines you
in your ability to sweat the small stuff
and no one uses those metal coat hangers
anymore the ones that can do the job right
instead you find only useless plastic ones
flimsy ones with no strong back metal bone
until you search high and low for the one
that is hiding in some back kitchen room
the one the Gods of locked doors hide
Today I wrestled with my own impatience
my own patience and my own frustrations
bending and pulling on the inside door
missing the handle by at least eighty
attempts until I cry and then scream
out loud at this hunk of hot metal
it took me an hour and a ten minutes
and it taught me that I am patient