I really like to be right. It's one of my worst qualities. A while back I got taught a little lesson by fate, or karma, or God.
A friend and I disagreed about what artist wrote a particular song. I, of course, thought I was right and I knew I had the CD case in my trunk so I decided to prove it. The case was way in the back and I had to crawl back a little to get it. In order to do this I dropped my keys...you can guess what happened next I'm sure. Yes that's right, I locked my keys in my car trunk. Locked them in the trunk trying to prove a point about a song.
FYI: I was wrong, my friend was right.