ryan has automatic locks on his car, a very formal and bland thing we've named ned. ned's automatic locks beep (like everyone's) when you push the lock button. in the summertime, with all of our windows open, i can hear all of the automatic locks going off (in the evening time, i'm listening for ned's). there's this woman who pushes her automatic lock button over and over and over again until i feel like leaning out the window and screaming, "okay! i think you've locked it!" at first i was mildly irritated. now i envision throwing produce at her as she walks away, keys in hand, thumb pressed solidly against the little button that wears the locked padlock. why?