My tale of woe for Sat., 3/3/12
Yesterday, I went to WM for my weekly "fix"; I almost always put my car keys in the pocket of my slacks or jacket. For some reason, I thought I'd play it safe and put them in my purse. I got the cloth shopping bags from the back seat, shut the door and headed into the store.
I got only as far as putting bananas in the shopping cart, when I realized--I didn't have my purse! I immediately knew where it was--locked in the car with the keys safely tucked inside. Bummer! I thought of walking home--about a mile--but realized that would be foolish and unsafe. There are no sidewalks, and I'd have to walk along a county roadway across the bridge over the interstate.
I went to Customer Service, told my sad tale and asked if I could use their phone. The young clerk took pity on me and got an outside line. DH answered; he couldn't come and get me, b/c we've gone to one vehicle. Fortunately, DD, who is living with us for awhile, was home. She came to my rescue, bringing me DH's keys. (I had a 2nd set w/me, but they, too, were locked in my purse in the car.) Anyway, I got my purse and keys, went back into the store to finish my shopping and made it safely home.
What bugs me most of all is the thought that everybody does stupid things now and then, but when one is almost 80, people often think that those stupid things are caused by one's age--which "ain't necessarily so"! Oh well, think I'll try to find one of those metal boxes which hold a key and can be put under a tire rim. Are they made anymore?