After a meeting several days ago, I couldn?t find my keys. I quickly gave myself a personal ?TSA Pat Down.?
They weren?t in my pockets. 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 my keys in the car?s ignition.
He?s afraid that the car could be stolen. As I looked around the parking lot, I realized he 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 to my husband: ?I left my keys in the car and it?s been stolen.?
There was a moment of silence. I thought the call had been disconnected, but then I heard his voice. ?Are you kidding me??
He barked, ?I dropped you off!?
Now it was my turn to be silent.
Embarrassed, I said, ?Well, come and get me.?
He retorted, ?I will, as soon as I convince this cop that I didn?t steal your damn car!?
Welcome to the golden years... 8) 8) 8)
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