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 darned car!”
Welcome to the golden years…
Hat tip: Linda W.
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LOL. We have a little key garage where all of our keys live. We have house keys and a garage key on every ring. We have 3 vehicles and 3 houses. Yesterday afternoon Al went over to the Swamp to pick up the little push mower yesterday. He drove all the way over there only to discover he had every freaking key with him except the key to the shed where the little push mower lives. Bless his heart.
The End.
xoxo
Never a dull moment at your house. Bless his heart indeed. 🙂
That woman is dangerous keep away LOL
Have a remindertastic Saturday Sandee :-h
Yep, but old age can do awful tricks to your brain too. 🙂
LOL this is just too funny.
It could happen and probably has. 🙂
I am feeling slightly better knowing that I am not the only forgetful one. Sometimes hubby and I used to argue who was keeping the car key…lol!
No Nancy, I'm right there with you. 🙂
Sandee,
I always enjoy stopping by.
Always something to smile about.
xoxo
:))
I'm glad Michelle. I like people to smile. 🙂
🙂 🙂 🙂
That one is a side splitter! What a great way to start off my day. Thanks, Sandee.
Us older folks see the irony in this. Yes we do. 🙂
With the way my memory is headed, I'm afraid I'll do something quite similar to my poor husband.
It could happen, but I hope for you it's way, way down the road. 🙂
Sounds like something I would do. Too funny but guess it wasn't funny for the husband.
Sandee, you and Zane and Little Bit have a great day.
Wasn't all that funny for her either. Embarrassing. 🙂
True story here. A woman went to the parking lot and couldn't find her car. The scenario was just a little different-the husband needed the car, had a neighbor drop him at the car and took off (forgetting to tell his wife).
Yikes, that wasn't good communication was it. 🙂
what a hoot- thanks for the giggles! Cheers!
You're most welcome honey. 🙂
What? c-)
You read this right Odie. 🙂
Haha! Oh that sounds like something I would do right now!!
And you're young. 🙂
Oh the joys of old age. We have arrived!
Big hugs to you and scritches to LB, honey,,,
Yes we have arrived. It's all good though. 🙂
Ouch! And heeheehee!
Yes on both. 🙂
I just love this joke but not for the husband. She must had been a blonde, a dizzy one.
Ha,ha,ha. Have a wonderful Saturday Sandee. See ya.
Cruisin Paul
Watch it with the blonde jokes now Paul. I would have been very embarrassed. 🙂
Have a friend that called me once from a mall in Texas and toward the end of the conversation she says in something of a panic…"I can't find my cellphone!"…trying not to laugh I lamely reply "what's wrong with the strung cans we're talking on?". Moment of silence followed by me being threatened to never tell this story.. 😉
Was this friend a blonde? Bwahahahahahahahaha. That's better than my post. 🙂
I love this one. Needed a giggle on this dull Saturday night!
Glad I made you giggle. 🙂
LOL! I think this makes me glad that I have never had a car…I take the bus. Thanks so much for sharing, this made me laugh. 🙂
Cars are expensive too. There's that part. 🙂
We've all had those moments. It's like standing in a room and trying to remember did you just come in or were you just leaving.
Hubby and I have those all the time. Way too much of the time. 🙂
Ah, the memories. Or lack thereof.
It's the or lack thereof. Bugger. 🙂
Good punchline, but losing track of keys happens to everybody. Our lives are so hectic nowadays that I'm grateful it doesn't happen more often at our house. My husband and oldest daughter are the worst offenders at our house for locking their keys in their cars. My husband calls me for rescue, but our daughter sneakily calls AAA.
It happens to us all the time. We just laugh at ourselves and keep looking. They turn up eventually. 🙂