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Several days ago as I left a meeting at the council offices,
I desperately gave myself a personal pat down.
I was looking for my keys. They were not in my pockets.
A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.
Suddenly I realized, I must have left them in the car.
Frantically, I headed for the car park, My wife, Diane,
has nagged me many times for leaving the keys in the
ignition.
My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them.
Her theory is that the car will be stolen.
As I burst through the doors of the Town Hall , I came
to a terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right.
The Car park was empty. I immediately call ed 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, “Diane Sweetheart"
I stammered.( I always call her “sweetheart ” in times like these).
“I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen.”
There was a period of silence.
I thought she had hung up, but then I heard Diane’s voice.
“KEN” she barked, “I dropped you off!”
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said,
“Well, come and get me.then...”
Diane retorted, “I will, as soon as I convince this
policeman I have not stolen your Bloody car?”
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Several days ago as I left a meeting at the council offices,
I desperately gave myself a personal pat down.
I was looking for my keys. They were not in my pockets.
A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing.
Suddenly I realized, I must have left them in the car.
Frantically, I headed for the car park, My wife, Diane,
has nagged me many times for leaving the keys in the
ignition.
My theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them.
Her theory is that the car will be stolen.
As I burst through the doors of the Town Hall , I came
to a terrifying conclusion. Her theory was right.
The Car park was empty. I immediately call ed 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, “Diane Sweetheart"
I stammered.( I always call her “sweetheart ” in times like these).
“I left my keys in the car, and it has been stolen.”
There was a period of silence.
I thought she had hung up, but then I heard Diane’s voice.
“KEN” she barked, “I dropped you off!”
Now it was my time to be silent. Embarrassed, I said,
“Well, come and get me.then...”
Diane retorted, “I will, as soon as I convince this
policeman I have not stolen your Bloody car?”
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