I came out of a dentist appointment once and as I walked up to my car I noticed something new sitting on the passenger seat. The first thing that popped into my head was that my wife must have driven out to the doctors office to put it there for me. It was a tote bag of some sort. As I stared at the bag wondering what was in it I put the key into the door lock and tried to turn it. It wouldn’t turn. It was stuck. I instantly forgot about the mystery bag as thoughts of being stranded in a dentist’s parking lot raced through my mind. Then I looked back into the car at the bag… and then I looked past it through the opposite window and saw my actual car sitting there 2 spaces away.
I used to work at Food Lion, and as I got into my car to drive to lunch, I realized that there were shopping bags in the back seat I didn’t buy. I quickly jumped out of the car, and got in my own. I was surprised my key worked.
I have wondered about this remote hatch release before, and I guess that now I finally know the reason for having it
Now if I could only figure out that button to eject tapes and DVDs remotely. I mean, you’re obviously going to the player anyway, so it’s not like it saves you a lot of trouble.
Sure, I still use the button, to save a precious two seconds by letting the DVD eject while I’m walking there. But come on, if my time was that valuable, I wouldn’t be watching movies in the first place.
If that eject button on the remote had never been invented nobody would miss it. Now I find myself missing it whenever I use a DVD player that doesn’t have it, even though I can’t explain why it’s useful.
XD clever! Very clever! If I drove I’d be tempted to try that for sure.
I had an old Chevy cavalier a few years ago. Honestly, I loved that car, it was my first convertible. I got it because it was cheap, fun, easy on gas and had an odd color scheme I fondly thought of as unique. One day, after leaving the mall, I walked up to my car, unlocked the door and got in. I slipped the key in and tried several unsuccessful times to crank it up.
About the time I started cussing, I realized why this was. Casey, my cavalier, was an automatic. This particular cavalier was a manual. I was struck dumb by the fact that not only did my key unlock this other car, but that it even turned in the ignition. I climbed out of the car as quickly as I could – tempted, but not wanting to risk legal trouble by seeing if I could actually start it up – and locked the door.
Five minutes later, I was in my own car. Two days later, I sold Casey. Paranoia is a terrible thing when it robs us of those we love. Knowing this, I’m still not willing to chance car theft against the possibility of a singular phenomenon.
I actually mistook my car for someone elses and their car was unlocked. I spent HOURS trying to get my car to start when the police came and literally snatched me out. =o The true owner saw me and called them. I was so embarrassed.
Heh, I used to drive a white saturn sedan. I had parked behind the haunted house I was working for Halloween and gone inside. The lead stunt guy (who knew me, but not well) went out to get his stuff. He walked out to the white saturn, opened the trunk and wondered where his stuff was. He then looked in the back seat and realized it was somebody else’s stuff. He then looked around and found _his_ car. It was funny that his key worked in my locks. I don’t think it worked the ignition, though.
We did that on the way back from holiday at The Eden Project. It was only after the key didn’t work we wondered where our stuff was and realised our car was actually on the next level up.
I HAVE tried to get into someone else’s car before, but only when I’m driving a rental. Of course the funny part is, usually the car I try and get into is nothing like the car I’d actually rented.
It has also happened to my and someone else’s old pickup truck, but not to me. I worked at the mall, and always parked in the same location. It was a little bit of a walk, but I always knew where I’d parked. This particular time I was driving a tan, ’84 Toyota pickup truck. One of my coworkers had wanted to borrow my truck to go take care of something, and I okayed it (I had good insurance and trusted her.) I told her where I’d parked, and she came back after awhile, telling me she couldn’t park back where I had before, and that the ignition stuck a bit, but the key eventually worked (who can guess where this story is going?) Also, somehow my truck had turned into an automatic transmission.
I wonder if the owner of the other pickup ever discovered it?
I dont have to worry about finding my car as long as i dont have to look from the back, which is never as i reverse park.
BECAUSE!
The liscence plate is at the gfar right, and the back doors have the handles on the windows.
But, other than that, pretty hard to tell the difference.
You can tell my dad’s car easy, its (*probably*) 5 inches taller than the others, silver and has (*flower patterned*) curtains in the back when he wants a rest on long journeys… lol.
So a bit late, but I saw this and had to comment. My mom can beat this – she did the exact same thing… except that her key unlocked this car. It wasn’t until she looked inside and saw that it was mysteriously too clean that she realized that it was the wrong car. Note that this wasn’t just a case of the car was already unlocked… same make and model, and it opened to the wrong key.
Whoops.