All right, story time, today...
Today I went to work (I'm a delivery boy on week days) and after my delivery, I went back to the company. I locked my bike there and went to eat something before heading back home. Thing is, I couldn't find my keys. So I decided to go back to the place I delivered and search a bit there before asking my roommates for their keys so that I could make some doubles. Luck wasn't with me, my keys weren't there so I went to my roommate's university to grab her keys. Then I go near my place, I ask for doubles, the guy makes them, I go home and realize that out of the four keys he made, only two are working so I go back, he makes them again and then I can go home. As the roommates without keys is the first one to go back home after class, I wait for her and go back to my work place around 6:30pm to get my bike back (I live in Paris and at night, it's not really safe, even with a lock) home and so, when I arrive nextto my back with the double key of the lock, I grab it and then I realized my keys were on it the entire time. I FORGOT MY KEYS ON MY DAMN LOCK.Ā
The conclusion of that story if that, if you ever feel stupid, just know you're not the guy who make doubles for keys he actually forgot on his bike. Ā
