Slightly OT, but Greg started it...
True story... Some colleagues and I came across a (non-blonde) woman in a central NC Walmart parking lot, freaking out because her battery was dead and she was stuck inside the locked car. She got our attention pounding on the window and yelling "help!" She would frantically dig at the recessed-lockstem, and flail at the unlock-button, yelling at us that she "can't pull the #$)*^@ handle, because it is locked!" We thought for sure that Candid Camera was watching us. We managed to contain our laughter once she finally pulled the handle, because it was actually quite sad. She was all red and overheated, sweaty and crying. She was so used to using the unlock button (since it would lock automatically when put in gear) that once she started to panic she couldn't think of the obvious thing to try. We offered a jump-start, but she said she would just call AAA on her cellphone. Her husband got it for emergencies like this.