In my first post titled "I am an Idiot" I explained how I had to wipe the memory on my brand new cell phone merely three hours after getting it because I forgot the passcode that I set up after five minutes. There is plenty of evidence to suggest that I am an idiot. Here is some more.
In this edition of "I am an Idiot," I lost all of my keys.
Good times.
Last night I was rushing out the door because I had plans to go out with someone and I was trying not to be late. (I was 8 minutes late, of course 🙁) I called an Uber. I took the Uber. Almost four hours later, when I returned to my apartment, I learned that I had lost my keys. All of them.
The keys I normally keep on my keychain include:
My two apartment keys
The key to my parents' house
My car key
My work keys
My bike key
I had no idea what a huge pain it would be to think about replacing all these keys until I realized that I didn't have them. Why did I keep my spare apartment key on the same keychain as my regular apartment key? That was dumb. Also the office in which the spare work keys are found can only be opened by my regular work keys.
I knocked on the door to my apartment several times but got no answer. Moments later my wonderful roommate called me and I confirmed that I was the one at the door, not a random stranger. I explained that I lost my keys. Suffice to say, it's a good thing that she was home and let me back inside.
Backtracking, I knew almost immediately where I had left the keys: in the Uber I took going out. A quick call confirmed this. I waited up for an hour until he returned my keys. He was very nice about it, for which I am grateful.
Lessons learned. I put my spare apartment key on a different keychain today, just to be safe. I'd rather lose my phone than lose my keys: you can back up all the information on a cell phone but you can't do the same for a key.
In this edition of "I am an Idiot," I lost all of my keys.
Good times.
Last night I was rushing out the door because I had plans to go out with someone and I was trying not to be late. (I was 8 minutes late, of course 🙁) I called an Uber. I took the Uber. Almost four hours later, when I returned to my apartment, I learned that I had lost my keys. All of them.
The keys I normally keep on my keychain include:
My two apartment keys
The key to my parents' house
My car key
My work keys
My bike key
I had no idea what a huge pain it would be to think about replacing all these keys until I realized that I didn't have them. Why did I keep my spare apartment key on the same keychain as my regular apartment key? That was dumb. Also the office in which the spare work keys are found can only be opened by my regular work keys.
I knocked on the door to my apartment several times but got no answer. Moments later my wonderful roommate called me and I confirmed that I was the one at the door, not a random stranger. I explained that I lost my keys. Suffice to say, it's a good thing that she was home and let me back inside.
Backtracking, I knew almost immediately where I had left the keys: in the Uber I took going out. A quick call confirmed this. I waited up for an hour until he returned my keys. He was very nice about it, for which I am grateful.
Lessons learned. I put my spare apartment key on a different keychain today, just to be safe. I'd rather lose my phone than lose my keys: you can back up all the information on a cell phone but you can't do the same for a key.
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