My mother and I had a similar experience when I was a kid. This was back in the days when almost nobody ever locked their cars when going into a store. Heck, we even left the windows rolled down.LucasMcCain wrote:Just a quick cautionary tale.
I left a grocery store one evening after picking up a few things. I walked out to the parking lot and went to unlock my car. My key stuck in the lock a little, then turned, and I got in the car with my groceries. At this point my girlfriend said "um, sweetie, this isn't your car." I looked around, saw a bunch of stuff in the back seat I didn't remember having there, and realized my girlfriend was correct. It was the same make, model, and color scheme as my car, and the key had even worked in the lock. But it was definitely not my car. I quickly grabbed my groceries, exited and locked the vehicle, looked around to make sure there wasn't an angry looking person headed in my direction, and headed to my actual car post haste. True story.
The moral here is: things aren't always what they seem. It would have really sucked if the car's owner had shot me while I was trying to unlock his car, or even when I was sitting in it. I was not a criminal. I was not trying to rob him. However, it sure would have looked like it if he had come out to the parking lot at the wrong moment. In that situation, had he reacted by taking pictures and calling the police instead, he would have seen me freak out a little and figured out what was happening.
Just food for thought.
We came out of a J.C. Penny store and I got into the front passenger seat of our car. My mother got into the driver's seat of the car to my left, the exact same make, model, & color. We looked at each other, both with puzzled looks. She told me to get out of that other car. I told her this WAS our car. When she insisted that SHE was in our car, I reached down and picked up the ever-present box of Kleenex from the transmission hump and held it up for her to see. She looked down and immediately got a sick look on her face as she hurried out of that car and got in ours.
