My secret is out. I think everyone I work with has clued in that I am a complete moron. I know it didn’t talk long since I have only worked for a month.
At around 11 last night, after hot chocolate with a coworker, I went home. As luck would have it, I couldn’t find my damn keys to my apartment. I was tired and annoyed so I retraced my steps over the last five hours. I even went back to work to check my desk. Nothing!
I phoned the property managment and an annoyed woman told me to call a locksmith. I phoned the locksmith and he told me it would cost $160 to open my door. At this point, I had been driving around and cursing for nearly an hour. I even cried at my stupidity for a few minutes.
Fortunately my coworker let me sleep on his coach. I never found my keys. I got back into my apartment about 10:30 a.m. today. And there were both sets of keys on my bed. Yes, I am a moron. I won’t dispute that and now everyone in my office won’t either.
That's a sneaky way of trying to sleep with your co-worker!