Well, I'm pretty much fuÇked

[TheGoodRev]

So last night I made a pick up for work in a rental truck. Keys to the shop were on the rental truck keyring, so after I dropped the gear off I locked up and went home. Truck was supposed to go back out this morning, but I figured rather than leave the keys at work and take the shop key so I could lock up, I'd keep them together (so as not to lose them) and just make sure I was right on time this morning so the truck could leave again.

So of course this morning I can't find the goddamn keys. I've torn apart my car and my house. Disappeared into thin air. Called the shop; they've taken care of the delivery they had to make, so that fire is out. But still, no keys. Oh, and rental truck parked at the loading dock where we receive deliveries all day. I can't stand to look around any longer, so I turned to the internet.

Sanctuary, please make me feel better with your "I have screwed up on this level and still kept my job" stories. And...go.

[bouche]

{{{finding key Vibes}}}

did you check your jacket pockets? ALL OF THEM?

[mattm]

also check behind all seats and couch cushions, etc. The main place I lose things is right out in the open. I look everywhere only to find they're right there.

My advice is get someone else over real quick and have them look (someone not from your house as they have a fresh perspective of the place).

Good luck dude

[headymamamyrna]

If you have any strong beliefs there is a SAint we were taught to pray to when we lost things and honestly it has worked several times for me.

The only problem is I am not sure of the name now .

I'll pray to him anyway and you will find your keys!

St. Christopher i think.

Hope you find your keys soon.

[shainhouse]

Here's a good one, make you smile...

I had a job driving a supply truck for a summer camp company. We decided to go see a friend in Ft. Collins, CO the night before picking up some kids at the airport in Denver, and there was a sorority party. I don't remember much of it, except I enjoyed myself, and when I woke up, the keys to the truck were missing. We didn't have a spare. Hungover as shit, we tore apart a SORORITY house, about 35 rooms and couldn't find it. We had to be at the airport in an hour and we were seventy-five minutes away, at least.

My friend at the Sorority decided last minute to check once more, and low and behold she found the keys under a couch cushion in the nether regions of the basement. At that time I was going at my truck with a coat hanger, trying to jimmy it open. We said our goodbyes, bolted a Ryder truck at 90mph down the interstate and were 10 minutes late. No one ever knew.

[Booche]

HeadyMama, praying doesnt do shit. It never worked. It was just a coincedence.

[MarcO]

maybe they're in the vehicle?

[TheGoodRev]

Nah, I've called the shop and they're not in the truck. I'm thinking they're in the f-in snow somewhere. Which is a bummer.

[Deeps]

The rental truck company might have spares they can run over to the shop, that would put 2 of your 3 fires out and get the guys back to be able to use the loading dock.

Give'em a ring and se I guess.

Good luck buddy, shitty feeling that is.

Deeps

[StoneMtn]

Good thinking, Deeps. As well, the manufacturer of the truck also has the ability to get you new keys. (I will not go into the story that explains why I know that.)

[Booche]

Or, you can sit there and pray.

[StoneMtn]

Actually, that's true. Just this morning it was dark out, but then I prayed for the sun to come up.

Voila! You can't argue with success like that.

[bradm]

We need an illustration of Jesus standing behind a guy who's on his hands and kneeds, desparately peering underneath a sofa..."Jesus Desparately Hunts For Lost Sh!t With You So You're Not Pretty Much Fvcked."

Aloha,

Brad

[headymamamyrna]

Or, you can sit there and pray.

Maybe you should pray you might feel better!

[PalacePrincess]

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. )))))))))))))

[Northern Wish]

I did the same thing at Evolve 2005. Got pretty spun on the Saturday night and "woke up" (came to) on Sunday with three friends desperately wanting to head out and get Egg McMuffins before 11. Needless to say I was on board, but wasn't really sure where I had packed the keys.

Long story short, my buddy recalls giving me the keys the night before when he came back from a nap in the rental truck (which was rented through my work account and was not supposed to leave New Brunswick, and we were in Nova Scotia). I had no recollection of this, but figured if I knew myself at all- I had attached them to my belt with the beener.

It took me about 20 minutes to cover the festival grounds goiing from 'pee spot' to 'pee spot' trying to recall all of my relief points from the night before. When I came upon site #4, I remembered Melissa from Wassabi laying on the grass talking to me while I wizzed. Sure enough the keys were sitting right in the still glistening grass!

Crisis averted, but we did not make it McD's in time for breakfast. I ate a Quarter Pounder with Cheese and passed out until we got back to Moncton.

Also the same Evolve that my friend performed the heimlich manuever on Farley and saved him from the worst.........

Sean

[headymamamyrna]

Thanks, Yes he's the one.

[StoneMtn]

Will St. Anthony assist a young, heretical Jew-boy like the Rev, though? He's not even in the right "club".

[Booche]

Palace Princess, maybe if you stopped relying on St Anthony you wouldnt lose your keys as often.

[Davey Boy 2.0]

Melissa from Wassabi is into water sports!?!

[PalacePrincess]

har HAR.

i save St. Anthony for a last resort. i usually find my keys BEFORE i need him.

Edited February 15, 2007 by Guest
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[TheGoodRev]

I appreciate the vibes, everybody. Still no keys. Looks like I'm on the hook for new truck keys, a new padlock for the back of the truck, and whatever it cost them to figure out a new delivery this morning. There go the wages I earned last night working overtime!

At least I'm not fired though.

[bouche]

Bill and Ted would simply remember go back in time, take the keys from the past and put them somewhere that you decide now....like in a specific drawer. Low and behold, they'll be there.

[TheGoodRev]

You make a fine point, Mike. Unfortunately I've also lost the keys to my time-travelling phone booth. Wouldn't you know it.

[Davey Boy 2.0]

is drinking heavily an option ?