Driving a car with no keys

Good morning, friends.

Let me tell you about the day I accidentally became a getaway driver… without the keys.

☀️ Just Another Sunny Work Day (Almost)

It started out simple enough. We were off to pick up a new vehicle from the dealership—part of the job. It was a bright, sunny day, and we were feeling good.

That is, until we realized this shiny new car was completely empty. I mean bone dry.

We were lucky to coast into the gas station a mile down the road without having to get out and push.

⛽ The Great Gas Card Shuffle

Our chase driver had the gas card, so while he filled up the tank, he handed us the keys—or so we thought—and let us take the chase vehicle back to the office.

My partner-in-crime climbed behind the wheel, I slid into the passenger seat, and off we went, feeling rather pleased with ourselves.

Everything seemed just fine.

🧐 Where’s the Key?

We made it all the way back to the shop without a hitch. Pulled in, parked, and then thought,
Hey, better grab the key before we lock up.

That’s when the treasure hunt began.

We checked the cup holders. The glove box. Between the seats. Under the seats. The floor. The visor.
I even gave myself a little pat-down—checked my bra just in case I’d tucked it there for safekeeping.
Nothing.

🫣 Plot Twist: We Never Had It

And then it hit us.
The key was still in our other driver’s pocket.
At the gas station.

We had driven the whole way back with no key in the car at all. Apparently, as long as the engine’s running, today’s vehicles just smile and carry on—like they don’t know you’re flying on borrowed time.

😄 A Lesson in Laughter (and Keys)

He showed up a few minutes later, laughing, key in hand, and we all had ourselves a good chuckle.

But you better believe I made a mental note that from now on, before I get in any car, I’m checking two things:

✅ Gas
✅ Keys

Because friends, if you’re gonna defy technology and roll the dice on a keyless ride, you’d better hope your comedy timing is better than your luck.

Wanda-ism:

Technology might be smart, but it still can’t outwit a grandma with a good story and a full tank of gas.