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This morning was really no different than most. The alarm went off, I turned it off and rolled over. Half an hour later, I'm in hyper mode getting ready for work and getting out the door. My usual hour plus drive in was better than a lot of days. I took the same route as always and parked in the same spot in the parking garage as (almost) always.
The difference this morning was once I got to work and parked. I get out. Make sure I have my keys (usually more than once). Close the door. Go around to the other side to get my lunch and laptop. Check my keys again. Check to see that all doors are locked, while holding on to my keys. Ok, so I'm a little paranoid about locking my keys in my car, but let's face it, it would be a royal pain to have to get someone to retrieve them if I did.
As I shut the door, something caught my eye. There on the back of the car, resting on the fin was my digital camera! Now, I didn't put it there...Guess who did? Not a difficult "mystery" to put together. Anyway, that's not the real mystery. The real mystery: How in the H-E-double hockey sticks (that's HELL for those that can't grasp the concept of a hockey stick looking somewhat like an L) did the camera ever stay on the back of the car for over an hour commute?! It wasn't in a case, just "metal" on "metal". Taking corners as fast as ever, driving as fast as ever, and stopping as fast as ever. Not a soul honked, pointed, or tried to draw my attention to it. You get more attention when your gas cap flap is left open. Maybe they thought I was trying to photograph my drive in to work...Or maybe I didn't hear or see them.
I think I should get a lottery ticket.
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