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Carol Perkins: Another day in the life of Carol
Elements of the incident of the lost keys at Edmonton State Bank remains a mystery, Carol writes, after they were found. 'I am still puzzled. With the keys in the bottom of the trash, what made the horn go off-twice? Why could I not unlock the passenger side of my car with the switch on the side of the door? Why, when I drove away, was the theft light on? Evidently my car thought I was trying to steal it.'
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By Carol Perkins
I seldom go inside the Edmonton State Bank where I have done business since I was old enough to have a checking account. That would have been when I was in college. Instead, I drive through the window where the cashier knows me and also knows my account number. It didn't take her long to catch on that I would seldom have a deposit slip. Guy finds this irresponsible of me. I find it careless but not detrimental to anyone's life.
On this particular day I had to do more than make a deposit, so I went inside where I found all the cashiers very busy, so I turned to a table behind me to endorse a set of checks and wait. After I made my deposit, I needed to see someone else, so I picked up my deposit slip and went into another person's office. We conducted our business and as I got up to leave I did not see my keys. Surely I had left them at the counter. I was wrong. They weren't there.
Several of the ladies began to help me search. "Maybe I left them in the car," I said, knowing that I had not. I never leave my car unlocked-so I thought. I opened the car door-the unlocked door-and the horn started beeping. I thought someone was playing a trick on me. How was the horn beeping unless someone had my keys, so I went back inside the bank. The horn stopped. I once again retraced my steps. Nothing. Back outside I went, and this time two of the ladies followed to help me looked through my car. As soon as I opened the door, the horn started blowing again. I also couldn't unlock the passenger's side of the car manually. Baffled, we all went back inside. I felt supernatural powers surrounded me and were doing things to my mind.
By then I was sure someone was joking with me, so I said to the young man who was as baffled looking as I was, "Do you have my keys." He laughed. "I don't have your keys." Then I retraced my steps again.
"Where did you go first, Ms. Perkins?"
"I went over here and endorsed my check." We walked back to the counter together and looked under everything. I even looked down the slot where the trash went. I must not have looked closely enough because the young lady with me looked down the hole and said, "I see them."
She had to open the door to the counter and reach into the garbage can to retrieve my keys. Evidently I had knocked them off with my elbow. "Now you know why I never have to think about what I'm going to write; stuff happens to me." We all had a good laugh and I'm sure after I was gone they just shook their heads in amazement. This was probably a first.
However, I am still puzzled. With the keys in the bottom of the trash, what made the horn go off-twice? Why could I not unlock the passenger side of my car with the switch on the side of the door? Why, when I drove away, was the theft light on? Evidently my car thought I was trying to steal it.
When I finally told Guy about this, he said, "Another day in the life of Carol." His life is never boring.
Carol Perkins, the writer of this popular CM Column, is an author, owner and operator (until May 2015) of Main Street Screenprinting, 601 S. Main Street, Edmonton, KY, Phones 270-432-3152 and 270-670-4913 and is co-host of Susan (Susan Shirley Chambers) & Carol (Carol Sullivan Perkins) on 99.1 The Hoss, regularly live at 10amCT, each Tuesday.
This story was posted on 2015-05-10 02:04:50
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