Several days ago as I left a meeting at our church, 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 doors of the church, 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."
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