it's St. Anthony, and you can scoff all you like Booche, but it works! my grandma has a personal in with St. Anthony, if i see her sometime soon, i'll ask her to put in a request for you, Rev!
i lose my keys SO often, it's almost not even amusing anymore. they (and by "they" i mean "i" -- to speed along my future young vibrant billionaire status) really need to invent something similar to a Clapper/cordless phone pager button hybrid to help in situations like this (that can also be used on TV remotes).
and don't feel too bad, everyone screws up at work. here's a classic rocket scientist move -- when i was in high school, i had a part time job as a grocery store cashier, and i once gave some lady almost $80 of free groceries. her bill came to $86.60 and i only hit $8.66 on the debit machine. of course, the fuckin' thief didn't say a thing (and i KNOW she noticed). at the time i wondered what the pause and then the super duper fast scurry out of the store action on her part was all about!
((((((((((((( here's to hoping you find the dang keys & if not, at least you get a nice snow day off work. )))))))))))))