Several days ago as I left a meeting at a hotel;  
I was looking for my
keys. They were not in my pockets. A quick search in the
meeting room revealed nothing. 

Suddenly I realized I
must have left them in the car. Frantically, I headed for the
parking lot. 

My wife has scolded me
many times for leaving the keys in the ignition.

My theory is the
ignition is the best place not to lose them. 

Her theory is that the
car will be stolen. As I burst through the door, I came to a
terrifying conclusion. 

Her theory was right.
The parking lot was empty. 

I immediately called the
police. I gave them my location, confessed that I had left my
keys in the car, and that it had been stolen.

Then I made the most
difficult call of all, “Honey,” I stammered; I always call her
“honey” in times like these. 

“I left my keys in the
car, and it has been stolen.”

There was a period of
silence. I thought the call had been dropped, but then I heard
her voice.

“Idiot”, she barked, “I
dropped you off!” 

Now it was my time to be
silent. Embarrassed, I said, “Well, come and get me.”

She retorted, “I will,
as soon as I convince this policeman I have not stolen your

……………………….Yep it’s the golden years!!!!!