Glasses on your head
by John A / Tyler TX
As a followup to those saying I am "SO BAD". Here is a quick story about what happened to me over the Christmas Holiday. It goes along with the "glasses on your head" posting.
I drove down to Houston, TX to visit my brother over the holiday. And when I park my Dodge Ram pickup truck in the driveway, we usually have to play 52 car shuffle getting the different vehicles in and out of the driveway. The HOA does not allow parking on the street, so we must use the driveway for all the cars.
I had parked by the garage door and blocked my sister in-law from getting her car out of the garage. So, I promptly got the key fob went out and moved the truck so she could get out. After she left on her errand, I promptly drove back to the same spot where I was originally parked.
Then later that day, I had to move my truck again. But where was the key fob? I looked under the truck, in the yard, in the bath room, under the sofa cushions, on the kitchen counter and my pockets. The key fob was no where to be found and the truck could not be moved.
For the next 12 hours, I had everyone looking for the key fob. None of us could find it. So, the next morning I was prepared to head for the Dodge dealership to buy one of those $200-$300 key fobs as a replacement.
As I was sitting in a chair waiting for my brother to drive me to the dealership, I pulled my wallet out of my back pants pocket. I noticed I was sitting on a lump of some sort.
Lo and behold, there was the key fob in my back pants pocket the whole time. I have not heard the end of it since. And admittedly,this isn't only time this has happened. A few years ago I was looking for some car keys and had everyone in the family looking for them. The whole time we were looking for them, I was holding them in my hand. Duh!
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