As my friends will tell you, I have a good memory, and an obsessive attention to detail. Today, both of those skipped out on me at an inopportune moment.
I had to go to our other plant on the other side of town this morning for work. I had brought a few things home with me yesterday, so I would have them ready today. Got to that facility, and was gathering up my supplies, and grabbed my pen, headed inside. As I was looking for the Plant Manager there, my hand randomly went to rest at the top of my pants pocket. I noticed it was folded crooked, so I pushed my hand in to straighten it out. Then it dawned on me the pocket was empty. At first, I had the sensation that it shouldn't be empty, but I had to think a bit first to figure out what should be in there. When I realized what it was, my heart sank. You've probably guessed by now, that is the pocket in which I keep my car keys. One little alteration to the routine, and I leave my car keys in the ignition...
I have never locked the keys in my car. Never. Until today... I did, however, manage to come up with a brilliant plan for recovery. I called the building super to have him unlock my front door (hopefully he didn't come inside, cuz it's a bit messy in here right now), and then asked my boss (who is at the Other facility because despite being my boss he is the Operations Manager for an entirely different location) to give me a ride to my house (and back) to pick up the spare car key. Luckily, I only live about a mile and a half from this place, too.
And I am NOT getting old...
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