Can you relate?
Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 2:32 am
As I'm getting older I do know that I walk into rooms and wonder why? I know that car keys also seem to have been invented just to taunt me in my dotage as to their whereabouts. Pens have always been put down and picked up as I walked through my day but I always figured that by the end of the day I'd of come full circle and probably end up with the same pen. Coffee cups dot about the house as I put them down and then forget where I left them however being bigger and given they have to put down onto a clear flat surface they're easier to spot. Course I never admit publically that I do any of these things.
Anything you've ever done that is slightly reminiscent of this following story?
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 husband 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.
His theory is that the car will be stolen.
As I burst through the door, I came to a terrifying conclusion.
His 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 him "honey" in times like these.) "I left my keys in the car and it's been stolen."
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard his voice.
"Are you kidding' me," he barked, "I dropped you off!!!"
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said,"Well, come and get me."
He retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this cop I didn't steal your car."
Yep, it's the golden years................
Anything you've ever done that is slightly reminiscent of this following story?
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 husband 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.
His theory is that the car will be stolen.
As I burst through the door, I came to a terrifying conclusion.
His 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 him "honey" in times like these.) "I left my keys in the car and it's been stolen."
There was a period of silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard his voice.
"Are you kidding' me," he barked, "I dropped you off!!!"
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said,"Well, come and get me."
He retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this cop I didn't steal your car."
Yep, it's the golden years................