Growing up in rural Gridley, keys are something we always considered optional. You certainly never needed to lock anything. Car keys remained in the ignition, no locks on your lockers, the windows were frequently left open to the highschoo. If someone stole from you say a jacket, they couldn't possibly wear it around town as it would be immediately identified as belonging to someone else. Any one desiring to committ grand theft auto would be immediately recognized as not the owner of the vehicle. Now any local person would likely assume you were just borrowing it.
Hence, I don't usually lock my car in our front driveway and the keys are often in it. Bailey our dog would run off any person who came onto our property, so I want make sure the keys are available in case my brother needs to move/borrow/wash my car.
When at my apt in South Bend, my apt keys and my car keys are on the same ring. So when I get home, I can't get very far without properly removing them from the ignition and proceeding up the 3 flights of stairs where subsequently unlock my door. I then place the keys on the hook in my living room.
It is because of this almost daily ritual I know place my keys in my pocket upon exiting/locking the vehicle. At home in rural Gridley, the socail norms and hence car locking patterns are severely disrupted. So I placed my keys in the pocket of my jacket Sunday night, but didn't wear the coat on Monday (as it was a fabulous 60 degree day) so I didn't have my keys when I went out to my car.
A little mental back tracking I was able to remember where the keys were. One of these days I'm going to be stuck here in Gridley due to the misplaced keys. Not that is an all bad thing but I'm not sure how work would feel about it.
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