Things always come in threes, they say: yesterday my keys fell in the recycling container without me noticing. I had to get back and empty the (of course) full container on the floor before I could catch them.
Two weeks before that, at 8pm on the eve of National day I went for an errand, realizing as soon as the building's door closed that I had forgotten to take my keys. A gentle retired couple living in my building let me in to use their phone in order to call a locksmith, which I could reach after trying a dozen of them. One hour later he was there and it only took him 2 minutes tops to open my door, and less than that to charge me 220€, ouch! Probably the most expensive cancelled errand I've ever made...
If there's a leprechaun currently visiting my area, I'd be really grateful to him if he could now get on with his tricks with another person (unless he looks like Pablo Schreiber in American Gods). In doubt I'll make sure to leave some fresh bread, a glass of milk and a coin on my balcony tonight before going to sleep :-)
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4 comments:
Get yourself some Airtags (or Tiles if you're not an Apple guy). When Ben lost his AirPods Pro, it saved his butt.
Sorry for your troubles. I am terrible at keeping track of keys, cell phone and billfold. I have a pocket in my knapsack for all, but on occasion they do not end up there. And my glasses. I can't tell you the number of times I set them somewhere and five seconds later have no clue where they have walked off to. And I don't go anywhere... much. So, it's just me... going mad. It is maddening. So, I relate. I think we all can. Kizzes.
"There'll be days like this, my momma said."
Psst - It's not the leprechaun, it's you getting older!
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