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    I was reading an old post and I was reminded of this. Not sure if it goes here as I think we were both donating, not customers, and there was no employee involved but it was definitely a "brain burp".

    I was a passenger in my wife’s grey Camry when she pulled into Goodwill to donate a chair. I noticed and commented on the fact that she parked right next to another grey Camry with a teenage boy in the passenger seat.

    She grabs the chair and a woman coming out holds the door for her. The woman comes over and opens the door to my wife’s car...

    Me: Ma'am, I think you have the wrong car.
    Woman: (Gets in and closes door)
    Me: (louder) Ma'am! I think you have the wrong car!
    Woman: (Puts purse on center console and rummages for keys)
    Me: (practically yelling) MA'AM! YOU HAVE THE WRONG CAR!
    Woman: (finds keys, goes to put them in ignition. Finally looks over at me and...screams for her life while simultaneously opening the door and leaping from the car).
    Me: (holding purse out to her) I did try to tell you three times that you were in the wrong car.
    Woman: (looks past my car and sees her car with her son doubled over laughing with tears streaming down his face as he had seen and heard the whole thing)
    You'll find a slight squeeze on the hooter an excellent safety precaution, Miss Scrumptious.

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    Quoth Caractacus_Potts View Post
    ... her son doubled over laughing ...
    What do you want for Mother's Day?

    I want you to never ever tell that story!
    I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
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    • #3
      .....

      I'm laughing because one day I was about to drive to work and went to unlock my car....


      Me *mentally* - WTF!? Where is my door handle? Who the fuck broke it off.... O wait. Wow. How the hell did Mr. North do THAT to his car?


      Yeah. "Mr. North" and I drive the same car - which ironically is a grey (silver!) Camry.

      I try to look to make sure it's mine first but sometimes he takes me by surprise.

      And no, I still don't know how he managed to break his door handle. I didn't ask cos ... I'm not sure I want to know.

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      • #4
        Lol, wow! Talk about being in your own little world XD.

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        • #5
          LOL.. reminds me of the day I was asked to use the company car to buy some supplies. First time ever, got the keys with just 'yellow ford LTD parked in the back' went back two cars there, one was a station wagon, so I guessed 'car' since station wagon hadnt been mentioned. It was hard to get in and I had to wiggle the key several times to get the door opened, ditto for the ignition. Three blocks away I start looking around and see all these personal items shrewn troughout, which I though was weird. I starting poking in the stop light and inpecting the stuff a little closer and.. I just felt my blood drain when I realized I had the WRONG car. I took someones car! it took ages to get back! luckily there was no fault and no foul as the parking spot was still empty so I just parked and switched cars post haste.
          “The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, but wiser men so full of doubts.”
          ― Bertrand Russell

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          • #6
            I almost got in someone else's car once while waiting for my brother to pick me up at work. He drove a blue Neon back then, and this blue Neon pulls up and I opened the door. Ooops! Sorry buddy! And it wasn't even the same shade of blue as my brother's car! Close, though.

            Even funnier...friends of ours once loaded their groceries into somebody else's car. Apparently neither they nor the other drive had bothered to lock their doors, so my friends put their stuff into the car and got in, and only realized their mistake when the key wouldn't go in the ignition. They were sure they were going to be arrested for trying to steal somebody else's car!
            When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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            • #7
              My car is a really "blah"-coloured Toyota Corolla and I've lost track of the number of times I've tried to get into similarly "blah"-coloured cars ... not all of them Toyotas! (Ford, I think, makes a car that is almost indistinguishable from the Corolla -- especially if your mind is off in its own little world to begin with.)

              But wow, how did she manage not to hear you three times??

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              • #8
                My sister & aunt never lived down the night they jumped into a strange man's car and threw themselves at him for hugs.

                They'd been out shopping, my uncle (aunt's brother) was due into town that night, he was a heavy-set man, and drove a big flashy cadallac (yeah, this is an old story, LOL). They came out of the store, there was a big flashy cadallac with a heavy-set man in it sitting at the curb, it was dark, they just assumed it was my uncle, sent to pick them up. Until the total stranger yelled "what the hell are you girls doing?", LOL.

                Madness takes it's toll....
                Please have exact change ready.

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                • #9
                  I did similar just earlier this week. Friend of mine was coming by to pick me up and we agreed to meet in the parking lot by my house. In comes a minivan that was the same color as my friend's van and I walked up to it and went to reach for the door handle before looking up and seeing someone who was definitely NOT my friend. I ended up laughing with the guy for a moment about it. Felt so embarassed.

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                  • #10
                    Been there, done that, then did it again. First time: I used to have a POS Buick Skylark. Parked in the same spot every day. Come out after work one day, unlocked the door and try to start the car. The ignition on my car was busted so you didn't actually need the key to start it so when it failed to turn over I couldn't figure out what was wrong (or right as the case may be). I tried it a few more times and it wasn't til I shook my head in frustration that I noticed the baby seat in the back and MY car on the other side of the window. Second time: I borrowed my mom's car, a pumpkin orange '77 Mustang, the only one I'd ever seen until I came out of a movie theatre and tried to unlock the identical car parked right beside my mom's. I've haven't seen another '77 that colour since.

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