Information Security Week

So on Sunday, we're leaving Poppy and Nana's. Like most Sundays, Bek and I drove our own car. I take Mary to the the van (aka Rebekah's car), and since Rebekah is lagging behind a bit, carrying the rest of the stuff, I decide to turn on the car and get the AC going so Mary doesn't roast in the car.

Once Bek comes out, I start to remove my keys. "Just leave them in there and use my keys for your car," she suggests.

"No. I better not. I have the key to my desk at work on this keychain. If I don't take them now, I'll forget and take your keys to work tomorrow and be locked out of my desk."

So out come my keys, in go Rebekah's and we're on our merry way.

The I arrive at work Monday morning and get ready to open the drawers to my desk. I have my keys, but the key to my desk is missing anyway, having fallen off the cheap key ring I used to connect it to the main keychain.

So, ironically enough, I'm still locked out of my desk, despite my attempt no to.

Even more ironic is that, Monday marked the beginning of Information Security week. The week where we re-emphasize safeguarding our data, by say, keeping track of the keys to your desk.

Update: I found my key in my pants pocket at home Monday night.