Someone, who shall remain nameless but whose name rhymes with “lampa,” lost Dick’s keys. This key ring included the key and remote to my favorite material object. Because I fear losing my own keys more than death, and MUCH more than public speaking (which I fear not at all), I made an appointment to get a new key made (55) and programmed (100) and taxed (the rest). Don’t get me started on the remote (same price).
When our house was broken into a while ago, the responding officer congratulated us on the type of minivan we have (Honda) because they are harder to steal thanks to the embedded microchips. Yippee! Such security comes at a pretty high price.
Obviously, we aren’t mad at “Lampa” in any way, because a) he was doing Dick a favor in driving him to the airport, b) it was Dick’s idea to give him the whole key ring, and c) we are (a little? very? — I leave this to Dick, “Lampa!”) behind in our payments on the no-interest, no-late-fee loan that he made us two years ago for the fence and appliances at our new house.
Moral of the story:
1) Do not lose your high tech keys.
2) Do not make no-interest, no-late-fee loans to close relatives.
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Great story, even the second time around. Did I tell you how much I like your writing style, Shannon? Aren’t rich relatives great? Or at least generous ones who think they can afford to give/loan you money, even if they can’t.
Sorry about your keys. Our only key remote to my car got wet (we let Liam chew on it) and totally ruined it. So we totally need to buy a new one, but we do not want to shell out the money for it. Totally crazy how expensive they are. Anyway, poor lampa must feel so bad!
yes, he does feel bad. he even offered to pay for the keys or take it out of our loan on the fence (and this was before i posted about it, which, of course, made me feel bad to even bring it up, but i had already thought out how i was going to say it, and i get attached to what i am writing in my head).
sorry to hear that liam ate yours. gotta watch those droolers. tara has big-time droolers. i think alden laid waste to one of the tv remotes that way.
it was one little cell phone (the remote dried out eventually). alden has taken to wiping his mouth on his sleeve now, so at least i get drier kisses.