Tuesday, 16 March 2010

Tonight we have a guest blogger.....

The story that follows had to be told by DH as I couldn't do it justice - also I laughed so much it hurt and I cried!!!
Over to you DH:
This morning I went to the newsagent to get the paper before going to the Cheltenham Festival (horse racing).  I parked the car outside in a designated parking space and went into the shop.  I was in a bit longer than expected but not long enough to compltely lose my mind, you would think!  When I came out I pressed the button on the key ring and heard the familar click and vaguely registered the indicators flash, I continued walking towards the car and got in.  Whilst walking to the car I could swear that the car next to mine had flashed its headlamps when I pressed the key.  So when I got in the car, not concentrating on my surroundings, I pressed the key again and low and behold the car next to the one I was in responded.  I have always thought that my key must work with another car in the world, they can't all be unique, and likewise other keys would work with my car, finally I had proof, perhaps?  I swung my legs into the car and looked in the wing mirror, and saw an airfreshener and a novelty pair of boxing gloves hung around the wing mirror, neither of which were in the car when I got out a couple of minutes previously, and guess what, the whole dashboard was also completely different to the one I left in my car earlier.  I am sure had I looked further none of CDs etc would have been found, was I in some set up TV show?  But fortunately comon sense kicked in, I focused back on the car to the right of the one I was sat in and pressed the key again, the car to my right, like an exicted dog flased in response, to my horror I realised I was sat in the wrong car.  I quickly got out and went to my car, I even think the guy whose car it was looked at directly at me but couldn't beleive I got out of his car becuase he simply stopped and chatted to a chap stood by the shop.  Old age is a wonderful thing, I can't wait for the incontinence and dribbling.



Update on DD tomorrow! Keep those vibes coming, and thank you x

8 comments:

Kissed by an Angel said...

Ooops!!!
xxxx

Kelly said...

LOL! I'm actually crying with laughter!
How funny!!

VintageVicki said...

That is classic - wonder what the wrong car owner told his family??

lemonade kitty said...

That's just the sort of thing I'd do!!! Hubby calls me 40 watts!!! no harm done though eh. Lucey xx

Batty said...

I've had that happen too -- except I didn't actually get in the car, just kept wondering why my key wasn't working. Do you drive a silver car of a popular make/model? They are everywhere... 50+ to a lot.

maryannlucy said...

Batty, how did you know?? Hee hee. It is a Ford, and a very popular silvery greeny colour. It can be difficult to find in a busy car park. This never happened when we had a bright green VW polo lol

Mummy Boo Bear said...

lol oh no how awful for your DH! It must of been mortifying. Great story though now.



MBBx

Emma said...

Ha ha that's so funny, I can imagine me doing that.
I have been known to lose my car and have had to use the flashing of the headlights to direct me to the poor car.
Em x