Today, I had lunch with my wonderful friend Holly. She’s currently taking a week long sabbatical and made time to meet me at the mall for a tasty lunch.Our lunch was fantastic. Holly brought me a piece of pie, chocolate covered pretzels, and $8. The $8 was from a garage sale; I usually don’t make my friends pay to have lunch with me.
After lunch Holly and I exited the mall together. When I walked over to where I thought my car was parked I found a red BMW in its place. Needless to say, that’s not my car. I then walked a row over, didn’t see my car. I walked one more row, still not my car. I turned and walked back through the rows, incase I missed my vehicle. Nope, nothing, NO CAR. I guess you could say I might have started to panic at this point. It’s not that I thought my car was stolen. No, I was freaking out because I had lost my car. I hate to admit this, but I’ve done this before. I have no idea why I cannot keep up with my car after lunch at this certain mall parking lot. I keep up with my car at other parking lots- Target, Old Navy, Wally World…you know places with big parking lots. However, at this certain mall, after lunch, I lose my car. Anyway, I ALWAYS find my car, like I did today; it just takes a few extra laps. And I always walk away feeling stupid and annoyed. The positive spin to all this? I burned off the chocolate covered pretzels before I went back to work.
Stop judging me. I know, I’m not the only one who has lost their car in a parking lot. Shut-up you are all lying!
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Thank you. I loved this :) It's so honest, lol.
When I was car shopping I SWORE I would not get a gray car. Because I didn't want to lose it every time I was in a parking lot and as my old car is teal, I could usually find it right away. Well, thankfully bright red sticks out too :) And if that fails, panic button, baby.
(I haven't had to use that one yet! YET.)
Whenever I lose my car, I just hit the panic button on my keys and follow the loud, annoying horn!
I've lost my car...but it's because I went out a different door than the one I went in. I'm like, oh this door is close, I'll be able to find it and NOPE! I'm totally disoriented and can't find the car. :o
and I know that no one in their right mind would steal my 1994 Ford Explorer.
You have to park in the same area and go in and out the same door... or buy a plunger at your local hardware store...attach a flag to it and then when you park, suction cup that sucker to the roof of your car! Then you'll find it!
As someone who had their car stolen recently (and was having a few issues with losing it before that) I can assure you it is so much better to lose it and find it again than to find out it's stolen. Soooooo much better! But there is that moment where you scratch your head and wonder if you're just stupid again or if it really was stolen that's for sure.
Thanks guys. I don't feel like a complete dork now.
Oh, sorry about the car incident. Glad you found it! Bonus for burning all those calories.
It's ok Holly. I still had a nice time at lunch. Thanks for the pie and pretzels.
I'm not suggesting you do this, but my grandma used to keep a plasic owl yard ornament in her back seat so she would know which car was hers. She even put hats on them for the different holidays and seasons. Needless to say, many a oil change technician was frightened when they looked in her rear view mirror and found a huge owl staring back at them.
I have never lost my car.
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