On the surface there was nothing remarkable about this particular Wednesday. I pulled into a parking spot outside the shopping centre. Just before heading inside to visit a few things I was thinking of buying, I made a phone call.
This moment, just before the phone call, is the entire story.
“Hey, Shawn. How are you?”
“Very well today …”
Yadda, yadda, yadda … it’s not he details of the call that are important.
I hung up, and headed into the mall. The first store was having a winter clearance sale on coats and bedding – but I wouldn’t dare buy bedding without my wife present. I carried on visiting a few different shops and items I’d been considering. Am I the only one who visits items before I buy them?
The shopping details are not really pertinent to the story either …
As I was walking the mall, I found some receipts and a candy wrapper in my pocket and decided to throw them in the garbage/recycling as I passed by the bins.
I would come back to this ‘garbage moment’ shortly.
By now, I had visited all the things I had time for, so I made my way back to the car. It had just started raining. As I approached my car, I started digging in my pocket as I usually do to retrieve my keys. To my dismay, I came up with only a few scattered pieces of silver. Panic began ripping through my body. Sometimes I inadvertently put keys in a different pocket – not this time though. Three different times, I checked my pockets in disbelief.
“I hope I didn’t throw them in the garbage with those other things.” I was at ‘cardio level’ heartbeat while standing still.
Checking my pockets one more time, I circled around to the passenger side to see my precious keys dangling there in the ignition.
The waves of self-disappointment that came up just about washed me away, and then I remembered I have a BCAA Membership.
After 10 minutes on hold, the woman on the other end of the phone told me someone would be there to help me within 75 minutes. I laughed at her, thanked her for her time and hung up the phone. My phone rang again 5 minutes later. It was the tow-truck driver who was just pulling into the parking lot.
Never do I ever shut off my car in a parking lot and make a phone call before going into the store. It is more common for me to make the call after returning to the car – then I turn the key and go. This simple break in routine disrupted the rest of my day … about an hour of my day.
So now I’m thinking about putting my keys on a chain, and attaching them to my belt. It’s a good look from what I understand.