… the woman who tried to enter not one, but TWO different Chevy Impalas in the Sam’s Club parking lot before realizing that NEITHER were the same car she drove over in.
That same woman pushed the “unlock” button on the remote at least ten times, wondering why the doors wouldn’t open, then (in a fit of inspiration, or maybe just a fit) tried to lock them, to see if maybe the car had been unlocked the whole time.
Imagine her horror when she realized that the locking sound was coming from her left, one stall over. Sheepishly, she pushed her cart to another brown Impala, where she repeated the process.
The WHOLE process.
Only, this time, the woman tried to open the trunk, hoping to put her purchases in there. Imagine her surprise when a trunk three cars down popped open! (And in a fitting tribute, on her walk of shame she passed two other Impalas, only they were white.)
The poor, brilliant (*snort*) little woman even wondered for a moment if her remote was broken, because it was affecting other cars. (She must have had one HECK of a morning, is all I’m saying.)
Finally, she realized her mistake, and ran quickly to the third car, shoving her things inside. As she drove away in shame and embarrassment, she vowed to never drive her husband’s car ANYWHERE, ever again.
Unless he decorates it in vinyl stick figures, so she can better recognize it. 😀