On day 2, my boss gave me my own set of keys to the store. They weren't on a key ring or anything even a little secure, but were simply tied together with a basic white wire bread tie. It was snowing when I left work that evening, and coming down pretty heavily, so I tucked them safely into my coat pocket on my way out of the door.
On day 3, I left work a few hours early to take our family to the Ringling Bros. Barnum & Bailey Circus at the Wells Fargo Center, a 20,000 seat indoor arena in Philadelphia, PA. I didn't need my keys that day, but remembered that I still needed to put them on my key ring, but they weren't in my coat pocket, so I assumed I must have put them in the center compartment of my car and I dismissed it for the evening.
On Day 4, there was a big snowstorm, which left about 12-14 inches of snow blanketing our area. A few hours before my shift began, my boss called to tell me that business was slow and he was closing early, so there was no need for me to come in that day. That reminded me to go out and get my keys from the car... only they weren't there, or on the floor, or the cup holder, or under or between the seats. Now I'm panicking.
I rechecked all of the pockets in my coat, and completely emptied my purse and wallet in search. No luck. I checked the car again, with a flashlight and a magnet and an extra set of eyes. Still nothing.
I started retracing my steps from the entire week. Where had I gone this week? Where had I been? I even tried checking with the grocery store where I had stopped after work Tuesday night, unfortunately they were closed due to the snow storm.
I stopped looking and starting considering what and how on Earth I would tell my new boss of just 5 days that I already showed a complete lack of responsible behavoir. Should I tell him the honest truth or exaggerate with a little white lie to save my job and any respect and trust he might have for me so early on (no matter how artificial it may be)?
I started constructing a story, and then reverted back to just being completely honest, no excuses. I had decided that when I go back to work next week, as soon as I had an opportunity alone with him, I would tell the truth, Or maybe I would wait until I actually started needing the keys?
Tonight, while taking a quick ride with my mom in my truck, she said, "you know, there are keys on the floor here". I couldn't believe it. Somehow, I managed to not drop the keys at the grocery store, in the car that I drive 95% of the time, not in the church I was in for a Girl Scout meeting, not in the house or in my yard full of snow, not at work and not in the 20,000 seat arena, but in the truck that I am almost NEVER in, and so I never even thought to check there.
I think I'll definitely not share this story at work.
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