The Golden Years……

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. Image

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.Image 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.”Image

He retorted, “I will, as soon as I convince this cop that I didn’t steal your car!” Image

Welcome to the golden years……….Image