Posted on 12/01/2020 8:17:23 AM PST by sodpoodle
Edited on 12/01/2020 8:19:27 AM PST by Admin Moderator. [history]
As I left the hardware store the other day, I was fumbling for my car keys and could not find them.
They weren't in my pockets. Suddenly I realized I must have left them in the car.
Frantically, I headed for the parking lot. My wife has scolded me many times for leaving my keys in the car's ignition.
She's afraid that the car could be stolen. As I looked around the parking lot, I realized she was right.
The parking lot was empty. I immediately called the police. I gave them my location,
confessed that I had left my keys in the car and that it had been stolen.
Then I made the most difficult call of all to my wife:
I left my keys in the car and it's been stolen.
There was a moment of silence.
I thought the call had been disconnected, but then I heard her voice. "Are you kidding me?" she barked,
"I dropped you off!"
Now it was my turn to be silent. Embarrassed, I said, "Well, come and get me then".
She retorted, "I will, as soon as I convince this cop that I didn't steal your **** car!"
"Welcome to the Golden Years"
MY DOCTOR ASKED IF ANYONE IN MY FAMILY WAS SUFFERING FROM MENTAL ILLNESS.
I SAID; "NO, WE ALL SEEM TO ENJOY IT".
Oh mercy, I needed a good laugh!!!!!!!
THANKS!
Ok that made me LOL
Loved it!!!
Thanks
Now THAT’S a good one. I wouldn’t be surprised if that has actually happened.
I forgot what the topic was about?
LOL.... Good One..
Yep memory becomes a lost item for humans as they age it seems.
Heck I can’t remember where I put something just a few minutes ago.
Then I spend some time looking for it. But it gives me something to do.
Reminds me of:
Comedian Henny Youngman’s - “Take My Wife. Please.”
That’s the best part about getting old. In a couple of days I can read it again and spew my coffee all over my computer screen again as if I never read it in the first place.
I was in FL recently and went to an open-air restaurant for dinner. It was great to have a meal out. On the way back to the car, I couldn’t find my keys. I went back into the restaurant, told them I may have dropped my car keys, and several of us retraced my steps.
Nada..
I finally went back to where I parked the car just to make sure it wasn’t stolen. It was sitting there, still running after about an hour, with the doors unlocked.
A old guy is sitting at a bar. A hooker sits down next to him, and says, “This is your lucky night. I’ve got a special game for you. I’ll do absolutely anything you want for $300, as long as you can say it in three words.” The old guy replies, “Hey, why not?” He pulls his wallet out of his pocket, and one at a time lays three hundred-dollar bills on the bar. He says, slowly: “Paint…my…house.”
Supposedly true story about the woman couldn’t find her car at the mall, reported it stolen, got the insurance payout, then got the call from the Sears auto center asking when she was coming by to pick up her car, the oil change having been completed weeks earlier.
It was sitting there, still running after about an hour, with the doors unlocked.
Wish my father was still alive so I could send that to him. He would have laughed.
I needed this. . . LOL!
Then there was the old lady that call the police when she got in her care in the parking lot reporting that someone had stole her radio and steering wheel. Officer arrived and called in, “never mind she got in the seat of her car.”
LOL! Thanks
Many times a day, I wander into another part of the house and when I get there, I realize that I have no clue why I am there....
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