In a bit of a daze, I remember trying to get the key into my bag just as the bag was moving on the scanner's conveyor belt.
When it was time to leave the office 10 hours later, I could no longer find the key.
Therein started the frantic search in my office and building security's various offices. After numerous trips into the nearest office asking if they'd seen my "kunci kereta" and was told no, I was resigned to the fact that I'll be toting up quite a few hundred ringgit for a new key.
This morning, having parked in the exact spot that I did a day earlier, I retraced my steps and walked straight to the security room nearest to my regular office entrance.
Asking for a car key, I was told none was found.
I persisted. Perhaps there was a black leather holder this small, I gestured.
