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Several days ago as I left a meeting at a hotel; I desperately gave
myself a personal TSA pat down. I was looking for my keys. They were not in my
pockets. A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.
...
Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I
headed for the parking lot. My wife has scolded me many times for leaving the
keys in the ignition.
My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them. Her
theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the door, I came to a
terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty.
I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed
that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen. Then I made
the most difficult call of all, "Honey," I stammered; I always call her
"honey" in times like these. "I left my keys in the car, and it has been
stolen."
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but
then I heard her voice. "Idiot", she barked, "I dropped you off!"
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and
get me."
She retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not
stolen your car."
Yep it's the golden years.
Several days ago as I left a meeting at a hotel; I desperately gave
myself a personal TSA pat down. I was looking for my keys. They were not in my
pockets. A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.
...
Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car. Frantically, I
headed for the parking lot. My wife has scolded me many times for leaving the
keys in the ignition.
My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them. Her
theory is that the car will be stolen. As I burst through the door, I came to a
terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right. The parking lot was empty.
I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, confessed
that I had left my keys in the car, and that it had been stolen. Then I made
the most difficult call of all, "Honey," I stammered; I always call her
"honey" in times like these. "I left my keys in the car, and it has been
stolen."
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but
then I heard her voice. "Idiot", she barked, "I dropped you off!"
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and
get me."
She retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I have not
stolen your car."
Yep it's the golden years.
