Someone, somewhere said (and who knows if it's true) that we spend six months of our lives looking for lost things.
Wednesday night, at the theater, I lost the key to the paper towel dispenser. I was convinced I threw the key away in one of four large plastic bags of trash I had just thrown in the dumpster. So, I went to work retrieving the bags from the dark dumpster, ripping them open, and pawing through stale hamburgers, droopy french fries, sodden coffee grounds, and sticky gum.
Meanwhile, someone in the theater found the key amongst the theater seats and dutifully returned it to Jan.
Keys - the curse of the world.....
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