In the past two years, I’ve done this twice. I’m not proud of it, but I’m not ashamed either. Human error is part of our makeup. That’s why it’s called human error, because we are human and we make so many mistakes.
Here’s the scenario. After returning home from doing errands, I stop into my office, empty my pockets, and invariably discover a second errand or task that needs to be done out and about. I grab a hat, scratch the dog behind her ears, hold a short conversation that she never really seems to have much interest in, and I head out to find success and satisfaction in the larger world that lies beyond my front door.
The last time this happened I didn’t notice how badly I’d screwed up until I went to open the car door. I drive a Prius, which senses the key fob in my pocket and unlocks automatically. But it didn’t unlock, which I thought was a bit weird. So, I stepped back, waved to Herbie, my neighbor across the street, and tried the door handle again. No luck. That’s when it occurred to me that I might be an idiot.
Herbie sat on his front porch enjoying a cigarette and a cup of coffee, as he is wont to do. I straightened up, acknowledged my screw-up, and announced, “I just locked myself out of the house.” Herbie nodded knowingly and smiled in my general direction.
What can I tell you? Sometimes, I forget. I forget why I walked into the kitchen, or the garage, or which tool I was hoping to find in the shed. It happens.[Read more…]