After a meeting as I was coming out of a hotel and I was looking for my car keys.
They were not in my pockets and a quick search in the meeting room revealed they weren’t there.
Suddenly, I realized I must have left them in the car. My husband has shouted many times at me leaving the keys in the ignition.
But my theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them, whereas his theory is that the car will be stolen.
Immediately, I rushed to the parking lot. The parking lot was empty. I came to a terrifying conclusion: His theory was right.
I immediately called the police. I gave them my location, car number, description of car, place I’d parked etc. I also confessed that I’d left my keys in the car, and that it must have been stolen.
Then I made the most difficult call of all to my husband, “Honey,” I stammered; I always call him “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 his voice: “Idiot”, he shouted, “I dropped you at the hotel !”
Now it was my time to be silent.
Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.”
He shouted again, “I will, as soon as I convince this policeman I’ve not stolen your car.”