One night, when I showed up for my closing shift at the liquor store around 6 p.m., it was pouring down rain. I gathered all of my things to take inside with me: my purse, water, snacks, cigs, etc. I got out, locked my door, and shut it behind me. Just as it closed, I realized my keys were still inside. Great! I thought to myself. What a great way to start my evening. I was not a happy camper. Anyway, I went inside drenched, said my hellos to my co-workers, and proceeded to tell them what had just happened. They shared some sympathy, finished up their shift, and off…