Wrong car
I came out of the grocery store and went to my vehicle and it wouldn’t respond to touch or to the “fob.” And, I walked around attempting same. And, I looked at the driver-door side panel where the code could be entered by hand. I knew it was my car because I just had washed it. This is where I normally park.
I started to think how I was going to get back home where I have another fob. Then, I pressed the ‘urgent” button and started hearing a honking sound a few parking lanes away. There was my vehicle just where I left it. Oh! No. Whew! I looked into the interior of the “wrong” car and could see things not mine. Then, I knew. Whew!
I’m not telling my family members because they think I am wealthy and will seize this opportunity to have me committed. Ha!
Joke’s on me.
I had that problem once years ago, before wireless locks.
Jiggled the key and it unlocked.
Got in, sat down, saw kids toys......
Oops.
Got out and locked it.
My <identical> car was two spaces over.
Odd, It was when I lived in Central Florida.
I think I'd be looking around to see if anyone was watching me.
Fortunately, there are many vehicles that look like mine.
--Bob
pipesgt wrote:
I came out of the grocery store and went to my vehicle and it wouldn’t respond to touch or to the “fob.” And, I walked around attempting same. And, I looked at the driver-door side panel where the code could be entered by hand. I knew it was my car because I just had washed it. This is where I normally park.
I started to think how I was going to get back home where I have another fob. Then, I pressed the ‘urgent” button and started hearing a honking sound a few parking lanes away. There was my vehicle just where I left it. Oh! No. Whew! I looked into the interior of the “wrong” car and could see things not mine. Then, I knew. Whew!
I’m not telling my family members because they think I am wealthy and will seize this opportunity to have me committed. Ha!
Joke’s on me.
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I've done that a few times myself. Have also looked for my truck when I had driven the wife's car.
Popeye wrote:
I've done that a few times myself. Have also looked for my truck when I had driven the wife's car.
pipesgt wrote:
I came out of the grocery store and went to my vehicle and it wouldn’t respond to touch or to the “fob.” And, I walked around attempting same. And, I looked at the driver-door side panel where the code could be entered by hand. I knew it was my car because I just had washed it. This is where I normally park.
I started to think how I was going to get back home where I have another fob. Then, I pressed the ‘urgent” button and started hearing a honking sound a few parking lanes away. There was my vehicle just where I left it. Oh! No. Whew! I looked into the interior of the “wrong” car and could see things not mine. Then, I knew. Whew!
I’m not telling my family members because they think I am wealthy and will seize this opportunity to have me committed. Ha!
Joke’s on me.
I came out of the grocery store and went to my veh... (
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These incidents will be more frequent as time marches on. I've accepted this and am happier for it. 😊😊😊
Several years back I read a news filler about that happening. There are only a certain number of key patterns.
A guy came out from shopping stuck his key in, it turned and he drove home. Went to get something out of the back and - It wasn't his stuff, looked at plate, it wasn't his car. Found the registration in the glove box, looked up the owner and called. It seems they had just gotten home and were wondering how that stuff got in the back of the car. They met at the local PD, explained what happened to the PD, exchanged cars and flipped a coin to see who would have their car rekeyed but decided not to bother. They just put some window stickers on to tell them apart. They ended up becoming friends.
On our first trip to Disney World about 1994, we flew, stayed off property and rented a white Chevy Corsica with red interior from Alamo. One day we drove up to Universal. Mid afternoon her feet were tired and walked the short jaunt to the car where she was confronted by FOUR white Chevy Corsicas with red interior and Alamo stickers lined up side by side in a row. Humm!! So, she stuck the key in the trunk of the first one. Nope. Second one, nope. Third one, nope. Fourth one, yes, and there were her shoes! Thank goodness, the trunks were not keyed alike.
I came out of a UPS store and got into my car. Put on seat belt, foot on brake, pushed button, car wouldn’t start. Got an error message saying no key (something similar) present. I pulled out my fob and was waving it around when a nice gentleman opened the passenger door. It was then that I realized I was in the WRONG car! He was laughing and very nice.... said it had happened to him also. I was mortified!!! Found my real car a few spaces over.
When I get a new car, I always get a roll of tape and apply a contrasting colored stripe down the length of each side, below the windows. My white VW has a red stripe which is easy to see. Helps a lot because there are a lot of white cars.
A couple of years back my wife and I got into our car and were putting our seat belts on when the rear doors opened and two people got in. They sat there and said nothing. It was not until I turned round to look at them they realised they’d got into the wrong vehicle. The one they should have been in was parked on the other side of a large van parked next to us. This car was an identical make, model and colour. The driver of this car was doubled up with laughter when he realised what they had done.
it's amazing as to how many have the same good taste in autos you do.
Years ago my friend came out to the parking lot at night, got into what he thought was his car and drove home. Key worked fine. The next morning, he found someones coat in the back seat and went ballistic when he discovered his mistake. Lucky he was not charged with auto theft.
rmalarz wrote:
I think I'd be looking around to see if anyone was watching me.
Fortunately, there are many vehicles that look like mine.
--Bob
The solution is to take it to a paint shop and have the car painted a bright fluorescent pink or purple. You will always be able to spot your car.
Twenty years ago I came out of a large mall and could not find my Jeep.
I'm pretty good at remembering where I parked...my wife and I were quite perplexed.
After a few minutes, I realized there my Jeep was right where I parked it.
Someone had stolen the top right off.
Hard top after that.
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