I have nothing of relevance or importance to add, but I’ll include some reading material for anyone browsing the comments.

I’ll start by saying I lose my keys A LOT. One night about 10 years ago I get home from work; I park in the back of my apartment, I go to the front to check the mail, I walk back to the back to get into my apartment, then I took my dog for a small walk down the block. That night there was a huge blizzard.

The next morning I realize I can’t find my keys. I search all around the house to no avail. I take a break and then I look again. I still couldn’t find them in any of my usual spots, so now I start to worry that I may have dropped them outside before it started snowing and that I might have to try and find them before the plow guy got there.

So I go out and I start shoveling a path from my door to my car while meticulously checking ever shovelful of that heavy wet snow. When that didn’t turn up anything I do the same thing all the way down the driveway, to the mailbox in the front, and eventually down the block.

After hours of this the sun was going down and I was freezing so I decided to call it quits. I get in the house and get dried up and into warm clothes and slump down on the couch in defeat. And just as I do, I glance at the placemat at the center of my coffee table because I notice something small underneath causing a bulge. I just closed my eyes in annoyance and shook my head slowly because I knew it was going to be my keys, and it was.

The other one happened a couple months ago at a Cumbys. I had parked directly in front of the store, walked right to the drinks, went straight to the counter, and then right back to my car. It took me all of 2 minutes but when I got back to my car I couldn’t find my keys. The door was unlocked so I searched all around inside and around my car. When I couldn’t find them I retrace my steps in the store. I noticed a couple late teens/young adults hanging around the store not doing anything but I don’t immediately think anything of it.

I still couldn’t find them, so I go and ask the clerk if he’s seen them. He had not, so I go back to the car to search one more time before deciding to go ask the kids.

First I ask if they seen a Jeep key anywhere… one of them looks at me like I’m an idiot and says, “what?” as the other looks at me with a “why the hell is he talking to us” look on his face as he glances at his buddy in annoyance. So I decide to offer a reward. I tell them I got $20 bucks for them if they help me find my keys.

That’s when one of them says, “ohhh… that’s what he was talking about? I thought he was kidding.” As he points to the clerk with one hand and takes my keys out of his pocket with the other.

I just look at him like Russell Westbrook as I snatch my keys out his hand and walk out.

Anyway yea, like everyone else said.. that probably wasn’t the best spot to leave them.