I hate to disappoint all of you readers who had visions of me locked in a trashcan but unfortunately I must. I know I’ve done some silly things in the past (and my husband swears he is going to write a book) but none of them include trash receptacles.
This is more of a fable then a story. You see it has a moral and if you continue to read you will discover the moral to the story.
The squirrel and the safe
Crystal squirrel had worked very hard gathering acorns for months. She told her husband that she needed some time to relax. So they decided to go to the beach. Crystal squirrel got ready, packed her things and her reading glasses. Husband squirrel always scolded her for not seeing the best acorns when she didn’t wear them, but they had a glare and she was always misplacing them. Oh well, she took them anyway and grabbed her heavy purse, yes it was full and heavy but she really needed everything in there. Crystal squirrel had an idea. She took along a little purse with her so that she could keep her heavy stuff in the big one. Then she could put a comb, some lip gloss, and one acorn in the little one. That way she could leave her heavy purse in the tree-house hotel.
So Crystal squirrel put her heavy purse in the tree safe and set the numerical code. She knew she would never forget the numbers because it was the date she married Husband squirrel. ((Smile))
The squirrels had a great time at the beach and when evening rolled around they got very tired so they returned to the tree-house hotel. Crystal squirrel went to the tree safe and punched in the numbers. It didn’t open. She punched them in again. It still didn't open. Husband squirrel tried and it didn’t open for him either. So Crystal squirrel called the desk in the tree-house hotel but and they told her they had to call a squirrel locksmith. Oh no, they would have to wake him up from a sound sleep!
“Oh come on now you mean there is no way to open this safe.” Crystal whined?
“Nope.” Came the reply. But you can try again in 25 minutes.
She sat and watched the digital countdown ticking down the minutes feeling very foolish waiting for the moment when she could try the numbers again.
Her squirrelly asthma inhaler was in the purse and she needed it. Husband squirrel (although usually very patient) was a little tired and bit cranky. So when the 25 minutes ended he decided to try the numbers himself. His idea was to punch the numbers NEAR the ones Crystal squirrel had punched. He punched one number…nothing. He punched another, still nothing. He still had one more try so he punched a number right above the one Crystal Squirrel had supposedly punched, and….
IT OPENED. Crystal had only thought she had punched those numbers because she didn’t have her reading glasses on!
The moral of the story: WHEN SETTING A NUMERICAL CODE, WEAR YOUR READING GLASSES!
If you haven’t guessed already, I am that ditzy squirrel. Honestly, my purse is really quite heavy. And who would expect a hotel to not be able to open a digitally locked safe without the help of a locksmith? Fortunately, the locksmith was able to get on with his snoring and alls well that ends well.
If you would like to learn more about the black hole I call my usual purse…