My Nemisis: Keys

For those that don't know- I lose keys a lot. (or temporarily misplace them)

The stories are many- in college, an staff member threatened to put attach a 1" tape reel to them to help me know where they were. The thinking was that it'd be hard to lose them with that large ring attached to them. There is the story (twice now) where I left the keys to the rental car inside the truck, and it wasn't realized until the side of the truck was in, and all packed up. Someone (not me) locked the doors to the rental car with the keys in it. Luckily, the small window in the back of the car was broken somehow, and we were able to unlock the door from there.

I was just reminded tonight of perhaps the best story however happened last year over Thanksgiving. We were in Dallas and had a leisurely lunch at a lovely steakhouse. As we went to leave, I couldn't find the keys. I asked around, and sure enough no one had the keys. We looked all around the booth we were sitting at, and they were no where to be found. We thought maybe they fell out of my pocket when exiting the car. We walk back to the car, and TG just starts laughing. Somehow, when I parked the car, I managed to NEVER TURN IT OFF. The car was sitting in the parking lot for a 90 minute lunch outside of Dallas unlocked and running the entire time.

Tonight we went back to the steakhouse, and I got a bunch of ribbing, but I had the keys in my possession the entire time.