Tuesday, December 16, 2003
More Wife Tales
Every week day I go to work. It starts with me parking the car in the parking garage, and then I cross the street, walk half a block and enter our revolving doors. Then I walk past the security desk and on to the slowest elevators known to man.
Today followed much of that same pattern, all the way up to walking past the security desk. Today something caught my eye. On the security desk laid a pair of keys. These keys looked like my wives keys; in fact they were my wives keys!
I knew she had a meeting in my building today, so this was entirely possible. I was just surprised that she had dropped them. So I scoop up her keys, tell the security guy that these were my wives keys and stepped on to the elevator.
Luckily my morning banter with my wife included asking her what floor her meeting was on. So I punched in that floor to go find her. Now here is the freaky part, when the elevator opened for her floor, she was standing right in front of it when it opened. Like she was just there waiting on her keys. Too freaky.
I'm starting to worry for the safety of my wife, in the last few days she has sliced her thumb, fell on the ice, and lost her keys. I hope she makes it to Christmas.
Today followed much of that same pattern, all the way up to walking past the security desk. Today something caught my eye. On the security desk laid a pair of keys. These keys looked like my wives keys; in fact they were my wives keys!
I knew she had a meeting in my building today, so this was entirely possible. I was just surprised that she had dropped them. So I scoop up her keys, tell the security guy that these were my wives keys and stepped on to the elevator.
Luckily my morning banter with my wife included asking her what floor her meeting was on. So I punched in that floor to go find her. Now here is the freaky part, when the elevator opened for her floor, she was standing right in front of it when it opened. Like she was just there waiting on her keys. Too freaky.
I'm starting to worry for the safety of my wife, in the last few days she has sliced her thumb, fell on the ice, and lost her keys. I hope she makes it to Christmas.
