A couple of weeks ago I had a phone call from one of my hearse drivers that she couldn’t find her set of keys for the 1990 Hearse, Frankie. She knew 100% that she had them and they were nowhere to be found!
Last week I had an email from the hearse driver: “FYI Frankie’s keys came home!” They were in a plastic bag with tea candles in a plastic shoe box under a shelf in my office! I HAVE NO IDEA how they got there but I just laughed and said thanks for giving them back! Since working at Ghost Augustine I no longer try and find “logical” explications for illogical things that happen.