The Golden Years

Several days ago as a lady left a meeting at a hotel; she desperately gave herself a personal TSA pat down. She was looking for her keys. They were not in her pockets.

A quick search in the meeting room revealed nothing. Suddenly she realized she must have left them in the car.



Frantically, she headed for the parking lot. Her husband had scolded her many times for leaving the keys in the ignition. Her theory is the ignition is the best place not to lose them. His theory is that the car will be stolen. As she burst through the door, she came to a terrifying conclusion. His theory was right.

The parking lot was empty. She immediately called the police. She gave them her location, confessed that she had left her keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.



Then she made the most difficult call of all, "Honey," she stammered;(she'd always call him "honey" in times like these.) "I left my keys in the car and it's been stolen." There was a period of silence. She thought the call had been dropped, but then she heard his voice.




"Are you kiddin' me", he barked, "I dropped you off"!!!!!!!





Now it was her time to be silent. Embarrassed, she said, "Well, come and get me."





He retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this cop I didn't steal your car." Yep it's the golden years...:-

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