Charm City

I am a master of the silly, inconsequential mistakes.  I've never fallen off of the top of a bunk bed, but I have fallen off of the bottom bunk.  Thrice.  And thoughI haven't lost my apartment key just yet, I have locked my keys inside the office.  Lately, in an effort to not forget my office keys, I have taken a page from Eva's book and begun leaving my keys in the office door.  Unfortunately, I work on a floor where people look out for each other.

People kept knocking on my door today to tell me that my keys are in the door.  Not just my peers, but the cleaning lady, and a professor, too.  People really don't want me to lose my keys.  Too bad their good will is getting in the way of my key-remembering strategy.