Comedy of Errors
The phone rang just after my return from the store. George was at the library and had locked his keys in the car. He wanted to know if I would mind bringing the extra set to him. I grabed the set, my sweater, purse, and out the door I went---only to realize my keys were on the couch in the locked house.
But I had my cane and used it to go down the steep walk to the hiding place where we keep a spare house key. Got the key-opened the house, grabed my keys and off I went, laughing all the way.
YES, I told him.