It all started yesterday when I went to buy a sandwich for lunch. I decided to try to be a little healthy and get an apple on the side instead of chips. Now this is where the tale gets sordid. I get back to work and reach in the back for my lunch bag. The apple is missing. I open both back doors to look under the seats - no dice. I give up and go back to my office. Eat my lunch, throw out the trash and go about my day.
I leave work and walk to my car. Reach into my purse for my keys...and come up empty. Decide I must have left them in my (locked) office. The office key? On the key ring. I call public safety, they unlock my office. I look for my keys to no avail. I suddenly have a thought - when I shoved my lunch in my purse, I must have put the keys on top, they fell in the bag and I threw out the bag. I call J to come bring me a spare key and my neighbor to get Abby from the bus (thank goodness for my "village"). In the meantime, I ask public safety if they know where the trash that was just picked up from my office might be. In the dumpster, is the sad answer. They call the custodian and they walk me out to the dumpster. Most of the trash is already compacted for the day. I see a cup that looks familiar and the custodian climbs in the dumpster and rips open the bag. Let me repeat that in case you missed it - he climbed in a dumpster and sorted threw trash. For me. There really are good people left in the world.
When he can't find the keys, he climbs out, I thank him profusely, I go to meet J with the spare key. I drive home.
Fast forward to today. I'm walking out to my car, fishing around in my purse for my spare key. My hand grips against something soft...it feels like a key ring. Could it be? Um, it is.
I made a man dive into a dumpster. For nothing.
The moral of this story? Just get the chips.
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