Somewhere between the car and the foot of the driveway (after I'd unlocked the frickin' door mind you) I seem to have lost the key to the Saturn Express.
This normally wouldn’t be a cause for alarm, except The Queen is not back yet from Las Vegas. Well she made it back to town yesterday afternoon, but hasn’t made it back to el rancho Hynds. Stayed at The Queen Mother’s last night.
Picture your friend and mine, TexasT’s wandering around the front yard with a flashlight at 6:00 AM. It is a very narrow path that I tread, but noooooooooooooooooooo. Can’t find them at all.
This was not the kind of phone call to the boss that I relish having to make.
“Hello Boss? This would be funny if it happened to someone else, but....”
Edit: Found the damned thing in the flower bed by the front door. Hours later, of course! Dammit!