by emmasdad » Wed Jun 07, 2006 8:51 am
One day in 1995 I was very sick with the flu. I had to drive myself to the pharmacy to pick up my medicine. I was in no shape to drive, but I had to go. I drove a 1992 Plymouth Sundance. I got my prescription filled, went back out to my car, got in, started to back out of the parking space when I noticed that the parking brake was set. I never set the brake. Then I noticed that my umbrella was missing. WTF?? It took a minute to figure out that I was not in my own car, but another Sundance identical in color, upholstery, and apparently keyed the same because I got in and started it with out even noticing it wasn't my car. Mine was two spaces over. So yeah, I freaked out. Getting caught stealing a car in Humboldt County California is a "lucky to live through it" type of experience. I put the car back in the spot (I had pulled out a couple of feet), went back inside the pharmacy and looked for the owner of the car but never found him or her.
Bizzare, I would have guessed that was one in a million. Guess not.