I had a meeting in Anoka today and our new car at work was available. I signed out a key from the key cabinet and I looked at it a little confused. This key didn't look like the other car and van and bus keys. It almost looked like a hybrid car key. I thought maybe it was one of those keys that you don't actually stick into the ignition but just have somewhere in the passenger area. But I was pretty sure this Ford Focus wasn't a hybrid so I asked. "Oh," said a helpful staff person, "Do you want me to show you how to use the key?" Trying not to feel insulted about being offered a lesson on how to use a key, I smile and say, "Sure." She presses the round metal knob on the upper corner of the key and PRESTO! A switch key flies out of the key fob. It's like a switchblade but a key. A switch key! I am fascinated. Grabbing my coat and my papers, I walk down the hallway popping my key in and out, in and out. "Check it out!" I swagger, "I got a switch key!" People look at me quizzically (it happens quite often). I hold up the key fob and press the button. I falter and fumble. It takes 3 tries to get the key to pop out when I'm trying to show off. Serves me right. The world is changing so quickly. Even car keys are confusing to me.
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