I fiercely protect my car keys when I travel out of town in my personal car.
I don't have a spare set. Every single time I leave my car and put my keys in my purse, I double check and triple check that they're there. I have my car and house keys on a big key chain that I can spot easily.
That being said, I do a terrible job of keeping track of my company car keys during business trips.
It started on Monday night. By the time I got back to my hotel room to eat dinner and unwind, it was around 8:30 p.m.
I sleep terrible in hotel rooms. At 4 a.m., I decided that three(ish) hours of sleep was enough to function and that I was going to go about my day.
I pulled out my phone and Googled local restaurants to see if they were open for breakfast.
No dice. The world is still sleeping at 4 a.m.
I waited until 6 a.m. to go get breakfast. I got ready, looked presentable, then went to grab my car keys.
Wait. There's my hotel room card, there's my jewelry, there's my cell phone.
Where are my car keys?
I tore the hotel room up looking for them. I looked in the trash cans, in my luggage, on every surface of the hotel room, in the bathroom.
They were nowhere to be found.
I even went outside near the car, looked on the ground to see if I dropped them on Monday night, and then got down on my hands and knees to look under the car.
They had magically disappeared.
I frantically called the front desk to see if anybody had found a pair of keys. They said no, but they were very nice and offered to help me look for them. I declined.
I went back to my hotel room to look again. I finally found the keys at 6:50 a.m., after almost an hour of looking.
Where were they, you ask? They were right where I left them, the same spot I searched frantically multiple times.
From now on when I go on business trips, the company car keys will be attached to my bulky personal keys.
I would lose my brain if it weren't in my head, I swear.
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